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 Class Float By Douglas Fox (C) 2015

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   Sarah McCarraher, a fifteen year-old teen, gets more than she bargained
for when she meets up with her dream boy, Danny Garrity, during an evening
school project - building a float for the homecoming parade for their
school.

   (mf-teen, first, unsafe, impreg)

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   Thump...  thump...  thump...  I cranked the volume up on my iPod to try
to drown out the sounds my sister, Allison, and her boyfriend, Mike, were
making as they bounced her bed frame against the common wall between our
rooms as they screwed each other to hell and back.  I tried to concentrate
on my homework reading assignment but...  I was just too horny to pay
attention.

   This was the third time this week Mike and Allison interrupted my
homework after school as Allison rode Mike's big, hard boner and rattled
the rafters next door.  At least in my imagination Mike sported a huge
boner.  God, I was so horny!  It's no surprise that a pair of seniors who
had gone steady for the past six months balled like rabbits every chance
they got.  Me?  I wondered what it was like after overhearing my sister for
the past three months.  It must be sweet.  But what guy would have an
interested in me?

   I'm Sarah McCarraher, a sophomore in high school, 5'-3", 122 pounds. 
Yeah, I could lose a little weight.  My titties could and should be bigger.
Allison is a knock-out.  Me...  at best I could be described as plain.  I
think I have a good personality.  I get along well with most of my
classmates at school.  I do lust after a few boys in my school, especially
that dreamboat, Danny Garrity.

   I knew Danny from the school choir and from the Art class we shared.  He
was a hunky, sixteen-year-old, 160 pound guy a grade ahead of me.  The
almost six footer wasn't stuck up like so many of the jocks who were so in
love with themselves.  He talked with me occasionally before and after
class and was friendly.  I wished he would ask me out on a date.  It hadn't
happened...  yet.

   ----oooOOooo---

   Mrs.  Rice announced in home room that all students were invited work on
the school float for homecoming.  My sister and I were hosting the work.  I
had volunteered to be our homeroom's representative to student government.
My older sister, Allison, was the senior class treasurer.  When the student
government came looking for a place to build the float, our barn was a
natural.  The hay from our farm was in.  The corn was still in the field
drying, so it wasn't ready for silage until later that fall.  We could
spare a wagon and one bay of our barn for a few weeks in late September and
early October.  I was proud that Allison and I could help our classmates
out.

   During the morning a few kids asked directions to our farm.  We were
located a couple miles out of town on Old Ridge Road.  I made sure everyone
knew how to get to our farm.

   At my Fourth Period Art class, Danny Garrity greeted me with a cheery,
"So you're hosting the float this year?  I'll be sure to come out and help
tonight after practice."

   "That's super, Danny," I replied.  We shared one of the tables in the
Art Room.

   "I'm looking forward to working with you," Danny said.  "You're such a
good artist.  I can't wait to see what you do with the float."

   "I'm not that special as an artist," I protested.  "Anyway, I'm not
directing work.  I just do what I'm told to do."

   "I'll be there, helping wherever you're working," Danny promised.  I
glowed inwardly at the praise from this hunky football star.  Maybe there
was hope that he could be interested in plain old me.

   The school day went too slowly as I waited impatiently for evening to
come.  Geometry, lunch, Chorus, Biology, Phys Ed, one boring class after
another.  I got to see Danny at chorus but we didn't get to talk.  He's a
baritone.  I am a soprano and am seated at the opposite side of the chorus
room.  He did give me a big smile and a wave.

   Mom made our family at quick supper that evening.  She and Dad had to go
over to the church to help the Reverend set up for next Saturday's bazaar.
Allison and I helped Mom by washing the dishes after dinner.  The two of us
headed for the barn when we were done.

   Some of Allison's friends and classmates arrived early.  They were part
of the committee organizing work on the float.  Our float was coming along
well.  Our team's mascot was a mountain lion.  The framework that would
hold the wire for the lion's head was done.  About half the chicken wire
was in place to form the head.  Tonight we would finish the last half of
chicken wire.  Shelly Andrews, the chair of float committee, told me I
would be applying crepe paper to the chicken wire tonight.  She thought my
artistic talents would be perfect for the job.

   Shelly assigned a couple ninth grade girls I didn't know to help me. 
Danny Garrity showed up and joined my papering crew.  Danny stood and
watched me for a couple minutes without joining in.  Finally he stepped up
behind me, placed his hands on my hips and watched me closely, peering over
my shoulder.

   "So that's how you do that," Danny remarked.  "You're such a wonderful
craftsman."

   "It's not that hard," I said.  I tried not to blush from his excessive
praise to what was really a simple task.  He leaned in and watched more as
I poked strips of crepe paper in the holes in the chicken wire.  I could
feel his breath on my neck.

   Was I crazy?  Was Danny Garrity coming on to me?

   "Are you ready to try it?" I asked.

   "Sure," he agreed.  He reached an arm around each side of me and began
stuffing paper into the row of holes below the one I was working on.

   "Is this OK?" Danny asked.  I wasn't certain whether he meant to
practically embrace me as he worked or if he meant was his crepe paper work
proper?  His breath tickled my neck, cheek and ear lobe.  Did I care which
he meant?  This was the stuff of my wildest dreams.

   "This is fine," I managed to stutter.  Danny continued working,
surrounding me as we worked.  His arms brushed against my boobies a few
times as he reached to the holes directly to my front.

   "You smell wonderful?" Danny murmured into my ear as we continued. 
"What perfume are you wearing?"

   "It's Light Blue," I answered.  Danny leaned in close to me and drew a
deep breath.

   "I smell a hint of apples and something floral," Danny said.  He kept
his face close to my cheek as he leaned his body against my back.

   "Jasmine," I said.  I felt a distinct puff of air blow into my ear.  I
shivered at the stimulation.  Was Danny Garrity really coming on to me? 
Plain, little me?  I was both intrigued at his interest and frightened at
the same time.  I ducked out from his semi-embrace.

   "Would you like a Coke?" I asked.  "We have a cooler full of them over
by the barn door."

   "That would be wonderful," Danny agreed.  I ran over and grabbed two,
one for him and one for me.  We drank the refreshments and went back to
work.  Danny picked his own work area rather than sharing my space.  Still
wherever I went, he seemed to gravitate to a spot near me.

   My hope that Danny might have an interest in me and perhaps could ask me
for a date seemed more possible than I ever could have expected.  A junior,
football star dating a plan-Jane tenth grader?  Maybe it could happen.

   Danny stopped every few minutes and slipped beside me to ask if he was
doing his work properly.  There was always a hand on the shoulder, a bump
into me or something so he could be close.  He sniffed and complimented my
perfume a couple more times.  I got the distinct impression Danny Garrity
was interested in me.  I didn't mind at all.  I flirted right back as he
made his interest plain.

   The work night went on for a couple hours before kids started leaving. A
little after nine o'clock, Shelly Andrews announced, "I guess that's a
wrap, folks.  Thanks for helping out tonight.  Anybody who is available,
we're going to work again Friday night."

   I finished up the roll of crepe paper I was stuffing before quitting. 
Danny was wrapping up as I finished.

   "You're such an artist, Sarah," Danny said.  He stepped over and gave me
a hug.  "It was fun to work with you tonight." He leaned in and gave me a
kiss.

   I expected a quick, thank you type of kiss.  I got a long, searing kiss
full on the lips.  His intense hug and ravenous kiss communicated his eager
desire.  My knees went weak as the kiss continued.  I panted when our lips
finally parted.

   "Light Blue?" Danny remarked.  "That perfume is driving me crazy. 
You're so hot, Sarah."

   "Um...  um..." I stuttered.  Danny's lips locked onto mine again before
I could finish my answer.  He stared into my eyes.  I felt his tongue slide
along my lips, wetting them.  I first experimented with Frenching before
with a previous, eighth-grade boyfriend.  I parted my lips and allowed
Danny's tongue to invade my mouth.  I melted against his body, only his
eager hug kept me from dribbling to the ground in a puddle.

   We kissed for too long in so public a spot but for much too short a time
from my libido's desire.  I experimented by touching my tongue to Danny's.
I saw stars in my eyes as electricity jolted down my spine.  It was not
like this when Billy Waters and I tried this eighteen months ago.

   Both of us pulled apart when my sister, Allison, cleared her throat. 
The barn was deserted now, except for Allison and two of her friends over
by the barn door.

   "I'll get this light," Allison announced.  "Turn the other light off
when you're done, Sarah.  Don't do anything too crazy." My sister flashed
me what I took for a knowing smile.

   Allison turned off the lights that had illuminated the skeleton of our
float when she left.  This bay of the barn was dimly lit by a light across
the way.  The distant light shined into Danny's face as he stared at me.

   "May I kiss you again?" Danny asked as he tilted his head and leaned in
closer to me.

   "Yes," I murmured before puckering my lips.  I shuddered as his lips
touched mine.  His tongue slipped between my lips.  I felt a zap as his
tongue touched mine again.  My knees began to buckle but fortunately Danny
had embraced me as we started the kiss.  His strong arms held me tight
against his hard body as we continued the deep kiss.  Our tongues twirled
and tangled.  He slurped mine into his mouth.  I did the same to his.  We
nibbled on tongues and lips.

   First base is wonderful.  I had been there with a few boys before and
knew how great this could be.  It was even better because the boy I dreamt
about when I fingered myself at bath time was doing it to me.  I melted
against Danny, pressing my body against his.

   I could feel something shaped like a piece of pipe pressing into my
tummy.  I knew I was turning on this dreamboat.  Thirty seconds later I had
further confirmation.  Danny slipped a hand between us and gently grasped
my right boob.

   That was fine.  I allowed Jamie Morris to do that a couple times in the
movie theater on dates.  I enjoyed when Jamie did it.  Danny...  well,
Danny was more than fine.  He was so gentle as he caressed and squeezed my
boob.

   I had worn a sports bra that evening so I could be more comfortable,
instead of a stiffer, bulky regular bra.  Danny's magic fingers had easy
access to my boob.  We continued making out.  Danny nibbled my ear lobe. 
He kissed down my cheek to my neck and then back to my mouth.  Our tongues
engaged again.

   Danny's fingers felt up my boob and circled but never quite touched my
nipple.  The making out and feeling up continued for a couple minutes
before Danny escalated things.

   A finger circled my left nipple a few times before sliding across it.  I
felt the tingle immediately, first in my boob and then again lower.  I
could feel I was getting wet down below too.  Danny alternated, teasing
first my left nipple and then my right.

   I contemplated as I enjoyed the tingle Danny's magic fingers were giving
me.  I had never let a boy have unclothed access to me boobs before, though
I felt fine about going to second base with Danny.

   "You make me so hot," Danny repeated as we made out and he felt me up.
He alternated telling my how much he desired me with the question, "Are you
OK with this?"

   His concern for my feelings made me feel so warm and safe.  Everything
felt so good.  Why should I stop him from doing these new things that felt
so exhilarating?

   Danny kissed my ear lobes and neck.  He stared into my eyes as he felt
me with a hand on each boob.  "May I see them?"

   "For a bit," I allowed.  Danny pulled my blouse over my head.  I blushed
a little as I pulled my sports bar over my head and revealed my boobies to
a boy for the first time.

   "Wow!" Danny gushed.  "You make me so hot, Sarah.  I had no idea you we
so well endowed." He dived his head into my cleavage and kissed before I
could form a coherent answer.  He kissed around each boob and then went for
the kill.  He kissed and tongued my right boob and then did the same to the
left.  He circled it, raining kisses around my sensitive nipple until he
planted kissed right on it.  He sucked it into his mouth and twiddled it
with his tongue.

   I could feel my juices gushing down below.  I was more turned on than I
believed possible.  The boy of my dreams knew exactly which buttons to push
to drive my desire insanely higher.  Where were we going?  I didn't care as
long as this wild, intense ride on a river of lust continued.

   Danny made his deep appreciation for my boobs explicit as he kissed and
caressed them.  All I could do was moan and squirm with delight.  This
continued for a few, intensely erotic minutes.  Danny slipped a hand down
my belly and gave me a tummy rub.  The rub gave me a pleasing tingle.

   "Is this OK?" Danny asked as he rubbed my tummy.

   "Mmmm..." I hummed as he punctuated his question by sucking and teasing
my right nipple.  "Oh, God!  Yes..."

   Danny already passed one of my personal barriers tonight.  No hands on
bare boobies.  I knew he intended to move that hand on my tummy down into
my pants and get his hand on my hot, tingling sex.  This had been a big
no-no before tonight.  I should stop him.  My intentions waivered as Danny
continued suckling and kissing my breasts and rubbing my tummy.

   I ran my hands across Danny's bare sides and back.  His chest muscles
were so well defined.  His abs rippled.  This was one gorgeous hunky boy.
Hey, when did he take his shirt off?

   The moment of decision was on me before I had firmed my resolve to stop
this wonderful make out session.  Danny slipped his hand down to my pants
and wormed a couple fingers in just under the belt line.

   "I'm going in," Danny murmured as he gazed up at my face.  "Is this OK?"

   I was so hot and horny by now that I wanted to slip my own hand down my
pants and frig my clitoris until I had a big, glorious come.  My frazzled
brain didn't see what difference it would make whether I frigged myself or
Danny did it for me.

   "MMmm...  yeah," I sighed.  Danny had anticipated my assent.  His hand
brushed past my clitoris as I gave my consent.  One finger slipped down
between my inner and outer pussy lips.  He quickly located my vaginal hole.
Danny didn't penetrate me.  He teased the finger around the opening and
slid it back up my slot until it rested on my clitoris.  This boy knew his
way around a girl.  He teased and tickled my clit without assaulting it.

   Danny drove my desire higher as he teased and fingered my button and we
continued dueling our tongues as we kissed and made out.  Danny's finger
drove me wild.  I needed to climax and I needed it badly.

   He teased my clitoris, my gushing slot and around my pussy hole.  We
kissed and he fingered me for a couple minutes.  I needed to come
desperately and Danny got me close but never over the hump to my
desperately desired climax.

   Danny broke our kiss and stared into my eyes.  "Your jeans are in my
way, Sarah.  Can I take them off?"

   "We're not getting naked!" I gasped.

   "No.  Oh no...no," Danny cooed.  "Of course not.  Keep your panties on.
Your jeans are limiting access and I can't get the proper angle to get you
to orgasm."

   Get me to orgasm?  That sounded great.  "The panties stay on," I
insisted.

   "You're in control," Danny said.  He rubbed my clitoris a couple times
more before hopping off the wagon bed we were making out on.  Danny pulled
down my jeans when I lifted my butt off the wagon.

   "Panties stay on," I insisted.

   "Absolutely," Danny agreed.  "You're in control here." I didn't dispute
him.  I'd never been so out of control in my life.

   Danny didn't sprawl over me to resume kissing.  He stayed between my
legs to see what he was doing to my pussy.  His hand pushed my panties to
one side for better access.  The finger that found my pussy hole before? 
It slipped a fraction of an inch into my pussy.

   "Is this OK?"

   Danny penetrated deeper as I gasped, "MMmm...  yeah." It felt fucking
awesome!  He pressed his digit in and pulled it out slowly.  He pushed it
in more forcefully and withdrew.  Soon Danny established a seductive,
carnal beat.  My eyes closed tight and I lay my head back on the wagon. 
Here I was, a lowly tenth grade nobody, being finger fucked by the hunkiest
boy-toy in eleventh grade.  I was so going to hell for tonight.  But what a
way to go!

   Danny slipped his thumb up my slot and strummed it across my clitoris.
He strummed and finger fucked me.  That highly desired orgasm came on like
a crashing freight train.

   Danny needed no more than thirty or forty-five seconds to bring the
explosion to my body.  Stars burst in my tightly closed eyes as my body
spasmed and jerked to the most intense orgasm I had ever endured.

   I realized Danny was sitting between my legs, grinning at me as I slowly
came to after the most intense, searing orgasm of my life.

   "Did you enjoy that, Sarah?" Danny asked innocently.

   "Wow!" I gushed.  "Oh, wow."

   "I knew you'd like it," Danny said as he straddled my body with his.  He
leaned down and kissed me.  My fuzzy brain hadn't recovered from that
earth-shattering orgasm completely.  I kissed back willingly.  Danny had
more to show me?  Hell, yeah!  I'm in.

   Danny lowered his body until his smooth, muscular chest pressed against
my boobies.  Our tongues and lips danced and teased each other.  My
temporarily sated lust was rising.  My pussy gushed again.

   I felt Danny allow his crotch to rest against me.  There was no
mistaking how I turned on this boy-hunk.  The big, hard lump in his pants
made that clear.  It pressed and rubbed against my womanhood as he rubbed
against my body and we continued making out.

   I knew I had allowed things to go far too far.  It was time to put a
stop to what we were doing...  but it felt so good.  I'd stop Danny...  in
a minute.  Meanwhile he rubbed and humped against me while we kissed and
tongued.

   I slid my hands down his smooth sides as we made out.  To my shock, when
my hands reached his waist, I didn't feel jeans.  Instead I found an
elastic waistband and then smooth, silky material covering his butt cheeks.
When had Danny taken his pants off?

   "We can't go all the way," I insisted, breaking our lip lock.

   "No, of course not," Danny acknowledged.  "I'll stop when you tell me
to. You're in total control, Sarah.  Do you want me to stop?"

   My conscious brain knew I should run screaming from the barn, right now.
The newly aroused animal desire in me kept whispering, 'This feels great!
Just a little more, please.'

   "No...  don't stop..." I gasped between kisses.  "Not yet."

   Danny ploughed his hard, cloth-covered lump up and down my furrow.  It
drove me nearly insane.  I pushed my bottom up to increase the friction. 
Danny drilled his tongue into my mouth.  This boy could turn me on faster
than I could have believed was possible.  Was I going to have another one
of those glorious, mind-blowing orgasms?  Please let him get me there!

   Danny rubbed his cloth cover prick up and down my womanhood.  We kissed
like there was no tomorrow.  I was horny and turned-on beyond all belief.
This state of slowly increasing arousal continued for a couple minutes
before Danny suddenly stopped.

   "Oooohhh..." I wailed.  "Don't stop, Danny."

   "I want to make you feel good, Sarah," Danny murmured as he gazed into
my teary eyes.  "Do you trust me?"

   "I do," I agreed.  "Keep rubbing against me, please."

   "It will feel better if I take off your panties," Danny commented
calmly. "By the way, this is called dry humping.  Doesn't it feel great?"
My poor, overlooked conscious brain screamed, `Don't do this!' The newly
aroused animal lust in me ignored this thought.

   "You'll keep your underwear on?" I asked.

   "I promise," Danny responded.

   "OK," I agreed.  "We can't go all the way tonight."

   "You're in total control, Sarah," Danny promised as he pulled off my
body.  "I stop when you tell me to."

   If my conscious brain had a smidgen of control anymore, I would have
bolted from the barn.  I was going to be bare-assed naked and totally out
of control.  I knew... just knew where I was heading - straight to hell!  I
meekly lifted my hips off the wagon bed when Danny pulled my panties down.

   "God, you make me so hot," Danny breathed as he gazed at my nakedness.
"No other girl at our school holds a candle to your looks."

   "I'm fat," I answered.  "I should lose weight."

   "Nonsense," Danny insisted.  "I don't date beanpoles." Danny rubbed his
hands across my hips, rubbed my tummy and then felt up both of my boobs. 
"I like a girl with soft curves - just like yours."

   I got a chance to check out Danny's "package" while he was off of the
top of me.  His gray boxer-briefs bulged obscenely from the contents.  I
would have guessed it was 10 or twelve inches long from the bulge but I
knew enough to know he didn't have a horse cock.  However big it was, it
was big by my limited experiences.

   Danny laid down over me again and began dry humping me while we shared
sloppy kisses.  The sensations his cloth-covered lump gave my unprotected
crotch were intense.  That orgasm was coming closer.

   My conscious brain enquired, `When was your last period?' September 15th
was the answer.  My next period is... uh... fifteen days away.  This has
gone far enough!  Stop the boy.  The lust-filled animal in me snarled,
`Shut the fuck up!  This feels so great.'

   A seam on Danny's boxers rubbed my clitoris as he dry humped against my
bare womanhood.

   "Danny, stop," I gasped.  "Your boxers are irritating me."

   "No problem," Danny replied.  He hopped off me and pulled his boxers
off. His hard prick stuck out at a 45 degree angle from his naked,
delicious looking body.  "It will feel great this way, Sarah.

   "Uh...." I gasped as his clambered back on me prone body.  Danny sawed
his naked prick up and down my slot.  "Oh, God!" I moaned.  Bare cock on
naked pussy was so unbelievably stimulating.  That second orgasm was
closing in on me.

   "We can't go all the way," I gasped between pants and grunts.

   "I stop when you tell me to, Sarah," Danny answered.  "You're in
control. Do you want me to stop?"

   "NO!" I wailed as he rubbed and humped against my unprotected body.  Oh,
God.  I need that orgasm.  Danny continued dry humping me and driving me to
a lustful insanity.  He continued his assault on my body for a couple
minutes.

   "Do you want to feel even better?" Danny asked.

   "Yes," I moaned.

   "I could put my thing in for a minute," Danny suggested.  He pulled his
prick and torso off me.  "Sex feels really wonderful.  Much better than dry
humping like we've been doing."

   "I don't know," I gasped.  I felt Danny place a hand over my pussy
again. One finger snaked inside my body.  His thumb gently rubbed on my
clitoris.  "I don't know if..." His thumb's rubbing abruptly cut off my
protest that I wasn't ready for sex.  Danny finger fucked me, rubbed my
clitoris and played with one of my boobies as I considered his offer. 
Could I?  My inner animal growled, `Hell yeah!  This boy is so hot.  Let
him do it!'

   My conscious brain struggled on.  "Danny, we need to stop," I gasped as
he finger fucked my tight pussy.

   "Why?" Danny breathed between suckles at my left nipple.  "I want you."

   "Wrong...  ungh..." I gasped.  Danny was wiggling his finger inside me.
Oh...  My...  God!  "Ohhh....  wrong time of month." I remembered enough
from sex ed that I knew this was a bad time for what Danny and I
desperately wanted to do.

   "I have a rubber," Danny answered.  He looked across my heaving chest
and stared into my eyes.  "Two actually." He stuffed his slick fingers into
my pussy a couple times before pulling them away.

   "Ohhhh..." I moaned at my emptiness.  Danny sat up on his haunches and
riffled through his pants briefly.  He pulled two small, red, square foil
packs out of his pocket.

   "We can do this and be safe," Danny promised.

   I was so wet and horny after our making out, fingering and dry humping.
I NEEDED to have Danny's big, hard bone stuffed in my hot twat.  My inner
animal was demanding it.

   "Do it!" I gasped.  I wrapped my arms around his neck as he leaned over
me and pulled him down into a hot French kiss.  His body pressed against
mine, smashing into my boobies.  We swapped tongues as Danny drove my lust
higher.  His smooth warm skin rubbing mine was exquisite.  Danny humped his
hips against mine, dragging his big, delicious dick up and down and against
my clitoris.

   Stars burst in my closed eyes.  Danny continued humping and kissing.  I
could feel my juices gush.  Fuck!  I was so ready for this!

   "Danny!" I spit out between pants.  "Now...  [pant] I want...  [pant]
[pant] Now!  [gasp] I need..."

   Danny slipped a hand between our sweaty bodies and grasped his manhood.
I felt it nudge my clittie before settling by my hole.  I squirmed to try
to slip that hot pole into my hungry body.

   "Are you sure, Sarah?" Danny asked as he stared down at me.

   "I NEED THIS!" I insisted.  Danny didn't hesitate.  I felt a brief sting
as Danny's cock stretched me to slide in.  I stared across his muscular
chest and rippled abdomen.  His cock head had disappeared into my puss.  I
could see four or five inches of shaft poised to enter me.  I pushed my
butt off the wagon bed to embed more of that cock in me.

   "Easy, Sarah," Danny said.  "You're so tight.  Have you done this
before?"

   "Sure," I lied.  Why did I care if he knew I had been a virgin?

   "Let's take this slow," he suggested.  "We can enjoy it more if we don't
hurry."

   "You're on top," I agreed.  I rested my hands on Danny's sides just
above his hips.  Danny squirmed and another inch of cock disappeared into
me.  More squirming plunged another couple inches into me.

   I was surprised first by the way I felt every little ripple and bump on
his cock as he speared me on his tool.  The sensations as it nudged and
tugged at my puss was scrambling my brain.  Stars burst in my eyes as I
closed them and concentrated on the amazing feelings.  Danny hunched his
hips at me a couple more times.  I knew I was fully impaled on his big cock
now without looking.

   God, this wonderful boy stretched and filled me like I have never
experienced before.  I opened my eyes to see Danny staring down at me.  His
face didn't hide his concern.

   "Are you all right?" Danny whispered.  "You're really tight and I don't
want to hurt you.  Should we stop?"

   "You're perfect," I answered.  "Don't you dare stop." I wrapped my arms
around his head and pulled him down so we could kiss.  I enjoyed the
fullness as Danny kissed me and teased my tongue with his.  I felt Danny's
body jitter as we swapped tongues.  His curly pubes were brushing against
my clit, teasing and further overloading my senses.

   My puss shouted to my brain, 'I am woman!" I viscerally understood now
why my sister was so loud when Mike screwed her after school.  I'd be
screaming to the barn rafters, if it weren't for that invading tongue in my
mouth.

   I panted when Danny finally broke our lip lock.  "Ready for the real
action?" he asked.  Danny withdrew his big prick without waiting for my
response.

   "Ohhh..." I moaned as I felt it slide out.  "No...  keep...  go... 
UNGH!!" I grunted forcefully as Danny reversed direction and impaled me on
his wonderful prick again.  After a couple more strokes in and out I could
sense Danny's rhythm.  I humped my butt up in time to his thrusts. 
Ohhhh... this felt so good!

   Danny humped and thrust.  In and out.  In and out.  My overloaded nerves
were screaming in ecstasy.  His hot, slippery prick filling my puss felt
totally natural.  I moaned my approval as Danny screwed me into a stupor. A
sheen of sweat formed as Danny continued stuffing that warm prick into my
body.  The way Danny's body was banging into my clitoris increased my lust
for more.

   Danny's face flushed as he continued.  I rubbed my hands up and down the
smooth skin of his sides and butt cheeks as I cherished the intense
feelings of my first time.  His pounding increased in intensity and
rapidity as the flush traveled down his neck and onto his chest.

   "Ohhh...  you're a great fuck," Danny moaned.

   "You are wonderful," I gasped as Danny banged into me hard.  I felt my
orgasm approach.  Just a little more...  Just a little...

   Danny stabbed me hard with his prick and froze.  I saw his eyes go
unfocused.

   "Oh, GOD!" Danny moaned.  I felt his cock twitch in my puss.  I smiled
up at Danny as I clung to him.  This is what it feels like to make a boy
come.  I wished Danny could have gone a little longer and gotten me off to,
but this was amazing.

   Danny's cock twitched half a dozen times before he slumped down and
collapsed on my chest.  I could feel my juices seeping out around the prick
that was still impaled in me.  Sex felt juicy but I was surprised to feel
even sloppier now that Danny came.

   Danny clung to me lethargically.  His prick must of have deflated.  It
made an audible plop as it slipped out of my puss.  I felt an immediate
gush of juices run out and drip across my asshole.

   "OH!" I gasped as I pushed the sluggish boy off me.  I stared down at
Danny's crotch.  His prick had shrunk down to about four inches.  It was
covered with white slime - and no rubber!

   "Danny!" I barked "What about the rubber?"

   Danny turned his head towards me and gave me a faux-innocent look. 
"Oops?"

   "OOPS?" I growled.  "Is that all you have to say?  What happened to the
rubbers you had?"

   "You were begging me to put it in," Danny answered.  "I guess WE got
carried away."

   "Now is a terrible time for you to come in me," I said.  "What if you
get me pregnant?  My body will have an egg ready any day."

   "Relax, Sarah," Danny suggested.  He rolled over and put his arm across
my chest.  "It's actually very hard to get pregnant.  Married couples can
take months of doing it to make a baby."

   "That will be cold comfort if my belly starts to swell," I retorted.

   "That won't happen," Danny said.  "Don't you know a girl can't get
pregnant her first time?  This was your first time, wasn't it?"

   "Well...  yeah," I allowed.

   "Did you enjoy it?" Danny gave me a kiss and rubbed my tummy.

   "Well...  It was nice," I agreed.  Danny wrapped his hand over my left
breast and teased my nipple.  He schooched halfway onto my body and covered
my neck and cheeks with kisses before drilling his hot tongue into my
mouth. We made out with increasing hunger.  My anger over Danny's
carelessness slipped away in my euphoria.

   Danny slipped his hand down to my sloppy puss while we continued our
tonsil swabbing.  My no-longer-virgin puss was hot for more touches and to
be filled again.  Danny finger-fucked me while we made out.  After a couple
minutes of foreplay, I felt Danny's now hard prick nudge my hip.  He nudged
me repeatedly.  His thumb gently rubbed my clitoris while he finger-fucked
my hole.

   My conscious brain knew we should stop.  The animal part of my brain was
having none of that.  I felt my face flush as Danny drove my sexual arousal
higher.  His fingers plunged in and out of my poor, abused puss while his
thumb strummed across my clitoris.  The orgasm I missed earlier was
returning with a vengeance.  I lost track of time as Danny plucked all the
right strings to make my body hum.

   I finally allowed the climax to wash over me.  Oh...  the glorious
rapture!  Danny slowed his torture of my throbbing pussy while I squealed
and panted my delight.  Danny sat up and allowed me to ride out my orgasm.

   "Was that good for you?" Danny asked as I reconnected with my senses. 
He lay down beside me and draped an arm over my tummy again.

   "That was amazing," I admitted.  "That was even better than the first
one."

   "I aim to please," Danny replied.  He leaned over me again and kissed
me. We kissed, nibbled and slipped each other our tongues.  After a minute
or so Danny slipped one leg and then both between my legs.  He lowered his
torso so his crotch rested against mine.  I felt that wonderful, hot rod of
his again, resting in my sloppy furrow.

   We continued deep kissing.  Danny rocked his hips, sliding the
wonderful, steely, baby maker through my lips so he bumped my clit with
each stroke.

   "Do you want to do it again, Sarah?" Danny asked quietly.  "You enjoyed
it didn't you?"

   "It felt great," I agreed.  Danny dipped deeper this stroke and notched
his prick against my drenched hole.

   "Rubber this time," I insisted.  Danny skewered his prick deep into my
body as I begged for protection.

   "We don't need it," Danny answered as he mashed his pubic bone on my
clit.  "You can't get preggers your first time with a boy.  We're totally
safe."

   "I don't think that's..." I started.  Danny smothered my comment with a
deep kiss.  "Not the way it works," I added when our lips parted.  Danny
stared into my eyes.

   "It's basic biology," Danny explained.  "Your body isn't ready to make
babies until AFTER your first time with a boy."

   "This isn't my first time, is it?" I questioned.  "We did this already."

   "First time, first night...  whatever," Danny replied.  "Your body needs
time to get ready to make babies.  You're totally safe tonight.  Now next
week...  we shouldn't do it without protection then."

   "I don't know if that's what they said in health class two years ago," I
said.  "I thought putting sperm in my pussy anytime could make a baby."

   "No, it doesn't the first time," Danny insisted.  "Anyway, you have a
load of sperm already.  More won't hurt if I'm wrong.

   "It won't help," I countered.  My animal subconscious whispered, 'You
got a nice hard prick in you.  Keep this pretty boy and let him get to
work.' I surrendered to my inner animal.

   "I wouldn't do anything to hurt you, baby." He rocked his hips and
pulled part way out before plunging in again.  Danny worked into a nice,
steady rhythm.  "Doesn't this feel good?"

   "It does," I admitted.  I allowed this gorgeous boy to screw away.  In
and out.  In and out.  The boy boffed and screwed.  The pleasure built
quickly.  My nagging worry about making a baby was washed away with the
euphoria Danny was giving me.

   Danny circled his hips as he pumped in and out.  He varied the pace,
swiveling his hips.  Everything he did drove up my lust and need to be
screwed.  I humped back in time with my lover's strokes.  Danny mashed
against my clitoris repeatedly as he fucked me.  The good feelings welled
up.  This wasn't going to be a two orgasm night for me.

   I grasped an ass cheek in each hand and made sure Danny couldn't stop
screwing.  My inner animal begged, 'Screw me!  Do me!  Fill me up, pretty
boy.'

   Danny grasped my ankles and pushed them up into the air.  He folded my
legs at the knee and pushed them up until I was scrunched in a tight ball.
He continued banging and humping.  Danny's hard-on felt so long.  The
constant banging on my clit was driving me crazy.  I moaned as this hunk
blew all the synapses in my brain.

   Danny continued on.  Minute after minute of driving my body to rapture.
My climax came closer...  and closer and...

   "OOOHHHH!" I moaned.  "Oh GOD!" Danny increased his pace.  "Jeez... 
sus..." I wailed.  The next impact on my clit sent me over the edge.  My
eyes went blank.  I shivered and twitched as I lost all control of my
ecstatic body.  My puss clasped and squeezed Danny's big invader.  He
smiled and gave me a kiss but continued screwing away while I climaxed.

   My feelings were starting to subside when Danny growled.  'Shit!  Here I
come!" He drilled me hard a couple more times and cut loose.  I felt his
cock swell and throb in my hot little puss.  My puss went all sloppy.  I
could almost feel Danny's monster spitting baby-making sperm into me.

   All I could do was cling to him as he orgasmed and filled my already
full puss.  He wrapped his arms around me as he collapsed on top of me.  He
had me pinned under him.  Danny's twitching and spurting prick set me off
again.  My puss throbbed and squeezed Danny's prick as I enjoyed another
orgasm, not quite as spectacular as the last one.

   Danny and I clung to each other for a couple minutes as we tried to
recover from this overwhelming crescendo.  Danny kissed me after we started
to recover.

   "I hope you enjoyed that, Sarah," Danny said.

   "It was mind-blowing," I said.

   "I am glad you enjoyed your first time," Danny said.

   "You're sure we're safe without protection?" I asked.

   "Perfectly," Danny reassured.  He gave me another kiss.

   "What happens now?" I asked.  Was I going to be his girl?

   "I should probably head for home," Danny replied.  "I have a little more
homework to do."

   "Are we..."

   "We'll talk tomorrow," Danny promised as he pulled off my body.  I
unfolded my legs and lay flat on the wagon.  "You were spectacular
tonight." Danny gathered up his clothes and dressed as he continued to
praise my body and sexual prowess.  I glowed from the praise from this
hunky boy I desired for the past year.

   "You are the best, Sarah," Danny said.  He gave me one last kiss before
disappearing from the barn.

   ----oooOooo---

   I lay on the wagon bed for a while enjoying the glow from my sexual
liaison.  The late September air was cooling, so I finally dressed and
headed back to the house.  I don't know if anyone noticed how gingerly I
was walking.  Sex with Danny was tremendous but he did make me sore down
below.  I worked on my homework for a while before heading to the bathroom
for a good long soak in a tub full of steamy, hot water.  Wispy strings of
translucent semen drifted out of my hole as I soaked away the pain and
stiffness from my body.

   There was an awful lot of sperm leaking out me.  I hoped Danny was right
that we were safe.  It would be mess if I got knocked up.  Danny was older
and obviously sexually experienced.  I comforted myself that he probably
knew what he was talking about.

   I expected to feel different when I woke up the next morning, but I
didn't.  There had to be some way people would know I was no longer an
innocent.  I expected Mom or Dad to comment at breakfast.  They didn't.

   At school before home room, I made a point of going by Danny's locker on
the way to my locker.  I spotted my lover talking with a group of his
friends.

   "Hey, Danny," I commented as I reached them.  Danny turned to face me
briefly.

   "Hey, Sarah," he remarked quickly.  I expected a kiss or a hug.  Danny
turned back to his friends and resumed talking with them.  I was
disappointed but hid it.  I headed off to my homeroom.  I was anonymous as
ever during my first couple classes.  I had a spooky feeling as my math
class gathered at the start of third period.  People were looking at me and
whispering.  I could feel it even though I couldn't spot anyone actually
doing it.

   The eerie feeling of being the butt of gossip continued the rest of the
morning.  I found out I wasn't crazy when my friend, Katie Hanson, sat down
across the table from me.

   "You won't believe the crazy ass rumor I just heard," Katie said.  "A
couple girls were tittering that you went all the way with Danny Garrity. I
told them in no-uncertain-terms that you wouldn't have anything to do with
a pussy hound like Danny Garrity."

   "Umm...  well," I stuttered.  Pussy hound?

   Katie stared at me for a second.  I don't have a good poker face. 
Katie's eyes grew wider.  "You didn't!"

   "Well...  uh..." I admitted.  "I did."

   "What!  When?" Katie demanded.  "What happened to waiting for a boy who
loves you?"

   "Umm...  well..." I stuttered.  "Danny's really cute and...  well...  he
said I was pretty and..."

   "His tongue is magic," Katie commented.  "He can sweet talk girls into
almost anything.  What did he tell you?  'You're so pretty.  He's worshiped
you from afar and just couldn't get the courage to tell you?  That he has
dreams about you?"

   "Well...  yeah," I acknowledged.  Katie knew exactly how Danny talked me
into making out with him.  Almost to the word.  I had a sinking feeling.

   "At least tell me you were safe," Katie said.  "You DID insist he use a
condom."

   "Well...  I did ask him to," I explained.  "But he..."

   "Oops, I forgot?" Katie said.  "Did he pull that one on you?  Danny gets
off having unprotected sex." I hung my head and nodded my acknowledgement.
"At least you didn't fall for his 'You can't get pregnant your first time.'
That one's just stupid."

   "You can get pregnant your first time?" I gasped.

   "Of course you can," Katie stated.  "Didn't you pay attention in health
class two years ago?"

   "They didn't tell us much," I protested.  "It was a long while ago
and..."

   "Oh, sweet Jesus," Katie said.  "You allowed Danny Garrity to go all the
way and screw you without any protection.  Please tell me your period is
happening soon or you just finished it."

   "Well..." I stuttered.  I was well and truly fucked now.

   "When is your next period due?" Katie asked.

   "About two weeks from now," I said.  Katie looked disgusted.

   "That miserable fucker!" she snapped.  "He better not have gotten you
knocked up.  He's already knocked up Whitney Phillips last spring."

   "She's not pregnant," I said.

   "Not anymore," Katie said.  "The Phillipses insisted Garrity pay for her
abortion."

   "Oh, God!" I asked.  "How screwed am I?"

   "When did this happen?" Katie asked.  "You could get Plan B
contraception if it wasn't too long ago."

   "It was last night."

   "You didn't even get a date out of that asshole?" Katie said.  "Last
night was a school night.  I thought you were going to work on the
homecoming float."

   "I did," I said.

   "It was at your house?" Katie asked.  "When?  After everyone went home?"

   "It was," I confirmed.  "Are you sure I could get Plan B?  I thought I
would need a prescription for that.  I'll die if my parents find out about
what happened."

   "Plan B is over the counter," Katie said.  "You have an older sister
with a license.  You should ask Allison for help."

   "This is so embarrassing," I said.

   "Not as embarrassing as showing up at school with a big belly," Katie
retorted.  "Is that what you want?"

   "No."

   "Get Allison to help you get Plan B," Katie instructed.  "With any luck,
you won't catch from last night."

   "I'll die if I get knocked up," I whimpered.

   "You'll deal with whatever life hands you," Katie replied.  "You're
strong and capable.  You WILL handle whatever comes your way."

   "I guess," I allowed.

   ----oooOooo---

   Allison and Mike were screwing when the bus dropped me off at our house.
Mike drove, so the pair in the next room had a ten minute head start on
their fun.  I went on-line to search for pregnancy info while my big sister
screwed her boyfriend next door to me.  I found an ovulation calculator
on-line.  It predicted that yesterday and today was my "very fertile"
times. I continued searching on-line about fertility and pregnancy.  I
found a couple interesting facts.
"MYTH: You can't get pregnant the first time you have sex
It may seem like the odds are in your favor, but there's no reason to
risk it: You are just as likely to get pregnant the first time you have sex
as any other.  `In fact, some statistics say that 20% of people get
pregnant within a month of starting sex,' says Dr.  Yen."

http://www.health.com

   "Your probability of conception is increased when you have intercourse
multiple times in your fertile window.  While it is true that sperm
concentrations decrease slightly with increasing intercourse frequency,
frequent intercourse is still more likely to result in conception than
infrequent intercourse for couples with no male factor fertility issues. 
Each additional act of intercourse within your fertile window increases
your probability of conception for that cycle."
http://www.fertilityfriend.com/Faqs/Intercourse-Timing-and-Frequency.html

   Allison was next door getting screwed.  I was already totally screwed.
Believed the `Can't get Pregnant the First Time' myth - check, did that. 
Allowed a boy to have unprotected sex while I was very fertile - check, did
that.  Allowed him to have unprotected sex with me multiple times - check,
did that.  Orgasmed as the boy came in me - check, did that the second
time. Was there anything I did that made it less likely that I would be
knocked up on the only night I ever had sex?  No, not that I could find.

   As normal, Mike split about fifteen minutes before our Mom came home
from work.  I headed straight over to Allison's room when he left.  My
sister was sprawled on her bed, still naked from her afternoon fun.  I
noticed a sheen of juices on her pussy.  No white semen, just her own
lubricating juices.  At least Allison was smart enough to be safe.

   "Allison, can we talk for a few minutes?" I asked politely when my
sister saw me.

   "Were Mike and I too noisy?" Allison asked.  "Sorry about the noise. 
You know how it is."

   "Yes, I totally know how it is," I agreed.  "That's what I wanted to
talk about."

   "You and Danny Garrity?" Allison asked.  I nodded agreement.  "He was
really into you last night.  His flirting was getting outrageous.  Did he
ask you for a date Saturday night?"

   "No," I responded.

   "Really?  I'm shocked," Allison said.  "From the way the two of you were
necking at the end of the night, I would have sworn he would have asked you
out."

   "We went beyond necking last night," I stated.

   "Second base?" Allison asked.  I shook my head no.  "Third base?" I hung
my head.  "Please tell me you didn't let that boy in your pants."

   "Everything we did felt so good and..." I explained.

   "You went all the way with Danny Garrity?" Allison repeated.  "Please
tell me you made him use protection."

   "That is why I need to talk to you," I said.  I tried to straighten up
and look my big sister in the eye.  Allison stared at me in disbelief.  I
continued.  "It all felt so good last night.  Everything I allowed him to
do was wonderful.  I let things get carried away."

   "No protection at all?" Allison queried.

   "None,"

   "Shit!" Allison snapped.  "How bad is this?  When is your next period
due?"

   "It's as bad as it can get," I stated.  "I was researching on-line while
you did Mike this afternoon.  The web says I am very fertile yesterday and
today.  My next period is due October 13th." I watched as my sister
mentally counted backwards.

   "SHIT!" Allison snapped when she reached the same conclusion as the
information I found on-line.

   "Can you give me a ride into town tonight after dinner?" I asked.  "I'm
told you can get Plan B contraception without a prescription.  It's my only
hope."

   "Of course!" Allison said.  She shook off her surprise and began
questioning me about how I allowed something like this to happen.  I told
the whole story, without embellishment.  Allison agreed to help me get Plan
B contraception after dinner.

   I was embarrassed as hell going into the pharmacy but Allison insisted
that if I was old enough to have sex, I was old enough to purchase my own
birth control.  The Plan B boxes were kept behind the counter, so I had to
ask the older lady clerk to get it for me.  She was very understanding with
me.

   "Make sure you take this as soon as you get home, dearie," she directed.
"Insist your boyfriend use protection the next time.  It is much safer with
proper protection."

   "Um... we had it but kind of... got carried away," I answered.

   "That happens at times to the best of us," the clerk replied.  "In case
this doesn't work, talk to your parents, a counselor at school or the local
woman's clinic for help.  Help is available.  You aren't alone in this."

   "Thank you," I said genuinely.  "It's been a tough time for me." The
clerk got an alarmed look on her face.

   "The boy didn't force you, did he?"

   "No, it was consensual," I answered.  The concern drained from the
lady's face.

   "Remember, take this immediately when you get home," she repeated.  "If
it doesn't work, get help.  You are NEVER alone in this."

   "Thank you for being so kind," I replied.  I paid for my purchase and
headed out to my sister's car.  Allison and I talked a bit about my
experience with Danny the previous night and got the low-down on Danny's
reputation around school.  He might be easy on the eyes, but he wasn't
anyone I should consider boyfriend material.  Allison said I was lucky to
be rid of the dick.  I took the Plan B pill as soon as I got to my room
that evening.

   That directions with the pill reported that Plan B contraception worked
in about seven of every eight cases.  It also warned that if I was already
pregnant, this pill wouldn't help at all.  All I could do was hope Danny's
sperm hadn't found my egg yet.  The package said the only way to tell if
Plan B worked was for me to have my period in two weeks.  If I didn't get
it, I was well and truly fucked.

   ----oooOooo---

   I was on pins and needles for the next week.  I helped out with
finishing the Homecoming float.  Danny never showed to help.  He virtually
ignored me in the halls at school.  I returned the favor to the bastard.

   A week later, on Friday morning before 2nd Period, Austin Burnett
shuffled over in front of my desk.

   "Um... um... Sarah... uh," he stuttered.  The poor boy looked totally
nervous.  I gave him a big smile.  "You know the... uh... Homecoming
Dance?"

   "Yes?" I confirmed.

   "Do you have... um... you know... like a... "

   "A date?" I added to relieve Austin a little.  "I don't have a date."

   "Would you... uh... you know... go with... me?" Austin finally managed
to say.  Austin didn't have the dreamy looks of a Danny Garrity but he
didn't have that nasty personality either.  Austin was pretty average
looking tenth grader with a little more acne than he probably wanted.  He
was also a real sweet heart.

   "I would be honored to be your date to the Homecoming Dance," I replied.


   "You... you will?" Austin gasped.  His smile grew and his chest puffed
out.  "Cool!  I guess we can talk next week about when my mom or dad brings
me over to pick you up.  Thanks, Sarah."

   "I'm looking forward to it, Austin," I replied.  The elated boy floated
off to his own seat.  I had a good feeling about accepting Austin's offer
of a date.  I should have paid more attention to boys like Austin.  I
wouldn't be worrying about being knocked up if I hadn't blinded by Danny
Garrity's looks and smooth talking.

   I fretted about the possibility of pregnancy over the weekend.  Monday
morning Austin caught up with me before home room.  We got to talk for a
few minutes before heading to our respective homerooms.  Every day Austin
stopped by to talk a bit.  I found he was funny and engaging.  By Friday
afternoon, the two of us decided to go to the football game together that
night - not as a date, just as two friends.

   We had a good time cheering for our team.  I enjoyed spending the
evening with Austin.  I especially enjoyed a play in the third quarter. 
Danny Garrity had gone across the middle for a pass.  The other team's
safety clocked Danny good as he stretched out for the ball.  I didn't
explain to Austin why I cheered on that play.

   Austin showed up Saturday evening with his dad to give us a ride to the
school Homecoming Dance.  Austin and I talked, danced and hung out with our
friends.  We both had a great time.  Danny Garrity showed up escorting
Amber Stevens, a tenth grader I knew a little.  I watched across the room
as Danny put the moves on Amber, the moves I knew too well.

   Dumb luck put me in the girl's restroom at the same time as Amber later
in the evening.

   "I see you're here with Danny Garrity," I commented as we washed out
hands.

   "I am," Amber confirmed.  "I am having the best time.  He is so sweet to
me." She giggled.  "He makes me feel so... so sexy."

   "Be careful with that," I remarked.  "Danny's line on girls is so
smooth. Look out for him.  He's dangerous."

   "I'm sure you're mistaken," Amber said.  "He's a sweet, gentle guy."

   "If that sweet, gentle guy gets you pinned down naked, crazy with lust
to screw, make sure you put the condom on him yourself.  Do NOT trust him
to do it." I reached Amber.

   "Really?" she gasped.  "I can't believe that.  Are you sure?"

   "Been there, done that," I retorted.  "I didn't get the souvenir rubber
afterwards."

   "I am sure Danny doesn't intend anything like that on a first date,"
Amber said.  "Thanks for the warning anyway."

   "Just protect yourself," I said.

   I rejoined Austin.  The DJ put on some slow music, which suited me fine.
Austin started out with his hands on my hips and a few inches between our
bodies as we started dancing.  I wrapped my arm around his back and pulled
him against my body.  I wanted more contact with my date.  I enjoyed the
contact.  I knew Austin was feeling it too.  Rather quickly a lump formed
in his pants.  I didn't mind bumping into it occasionally.  I was turning
myself on.  My nipples pressed against Austin's chest and rubbing him had
me so aroused.

   Fortunately Austin and I had a few minutes as the dance ended to calm
down after the final slow dance.  My date seemed a little dazed at the past
twenty minutes.

   "I had a wonderful time," I gushed as I hugged Austin.

   "Um...  yeah, it was great," he agreed.

   "Maybe we could do it sometime again?" I suggested.

   "Again?" Austin gulped.  "Yeah, again... maybe, like a, uh... movie?"

   "A movie next Friday night?" I offered.  "That would be wonderful.  It's
a date." I hugged Austin again and planted a hot kiss on his lips.  I gave
him some tongue.  He responded slowly at first but with increasing
enthusiasm.  Our necking session was cut short when Austin's dad arrived
too soon for our tastes.  We held hands in the backseat on the way home. 
Austin walked me to the door.  We enjoyed one more intense kiss.  I wanted
to do a tonsillectomy on Austin with my tongue, but I suspected my parents
could be watching us.  We said good night.

   I enjoyed my date with Austin and hoped this could be the start of
something more.  He was a sweet, well-behaved guy.  I enjoyed his company.
I knew he had enjoyed mine.  It kind of turned me on to think what Austin
would be doing when he got home.  He most likely would whack off his hard
cock, dreaming of the things he wished to do to me.  What a turn on for me.
I frigged myself before I went to sleep.

   I had a little bit of cramping on Sunday morning.  I was pleased when I
went to the bathroom to get ready for church.  I was bleeding!  Thank God!
My period was a day early.  Danny hadn't knocked me up.  I was so relieved.
I hopped in the shower and washed up.  When I got out and was drying myself
I noticed something odd.  My nipples were larger and darker than they used
to be.  I shrugged it off.  Like the health teachers at school said, we are
developing and changing from all the hormones coursing through our bodies.
I guess this was just the latest change.  I reported the great news to
Allison after we got home from church.

   ----oooOooo---

   I was surprised Monday morning when I changed pads to find the one I
took off didn't have much blood in it.  I put on another pad.  Normally my
period lasted at least three days.

   Amber Stevens caught me in the hallway before homeroom.

   "Oh...  MY... God, Sarah!" Amber gushed.  "You saved my ass on Saturday
night.  That prick Danny Garrity started making out with me.  That was OK.
I allowed him to feel me up.  That was good too.  Too good.  He tried to
push me into sex, just like you warned me.  I shut that slimy S.O.B.  down
when he pulled that `can't get pregnant the first time' shit on me.  Thank
you for warning me about him."

   "Hey, that is what friends are for," I said.  "I'm glad everything
worked out OK for you."

   ----oooOooo---

   Austin and I got together more often between classes to talk.  We had a
single class in common - sixth period Biology.  That class gave us an extra
couple minutes to talk, which was a bonus.  I learned to appreciate his dry
sense of humor.  Austin and I decided to include pizza before our movie
date on Saturday night.  Austin and Mrs.  Burnett picked me about at six
o'clock.

   We enjoyed a couple slices of pizza before walking over to the theater,
hand in hand.  We decided to see a romantic comedy.  Austin tried to get us
aisle seats in the middle of the theater.

   "Let's move to the very back," I suggested.

   "We can't see as well back there," Austin protested.

   "We can't BE SEEN as well back there," I countered.  It took a couple
seconds for Austin to grasp my intent.  He got a goofy grin on his face.

   "The back," he agreed quickly.  We found a spot in the back row of the
theater.  We deposited our coats on the chair beside Austin, towards the
aisle.  More camouflage and privacy for us.  We nibbled on popcorn and
sipped our sodas through the previews and ads.  Finally the movie got
going. A couple minutes in Austin pulled Move 101, the one every boy learns
first - the stretch and drape the arm behind your date's neck.

   I snuggled against him to let him know I approved.  It took Austin a
couple minutes hesitation to allow his hand to flop down and lay against
the side of my breast.  I could feel him shaking.  I relieved his tension
immediately by grabbing his hand and placing it directly on my breast.  I
looked over at my date.  Austin's face displayed his shock at this
development.

   I grinned and said, "It's OK.  I like this." His face went to a huge
smile as he began to feel me up.  He was being a little rough, especially
on my nipples.  "Gentle," I cautioned.  "Be gentle."

   "Sorry," Austin gasped.  He took care as he fondled, caressed and
squeezed my breasts.  I knew Austin was inexperienced at this but he was
turning me on just as well as Danny had last month.  In many ways this felt
better and less hurried.  Danny had a goal last month and feeling me up was
just a milepost towards his goal of screwing me.  I suspected Austin
already had surpassed his goal for the night.  He was in no hurry.

   I allowed the boobie session to continue for fifteen or twenty minutes.
I turned my head to Austin and leaned in.  "That was fun." I leaned in
further so my face was inches from Austin's.  He took my intent and leaned
in to kiss me.  Our noses mashed together at first until Austin twisted his
head a little.  Our lips met.  Our tongues followed, meeting between our
cinched lips.

   Austin and I had deep kissed a few times before.  I had enjoyed each
time, but I suspected Austin didn't have a lot of experience Frenching.  I
had made out with half a dozen boys over the past year and a half and
considered myself experienced in Frenching.  I don't know why, but Austin
was the best kisser I had ever experienced, including that shit-for-brains
Danny Garrity.

   Our kissing marathon continued on.  We were lost from time.  I know
Austin felt me up some as we made out.  I rubbed and carressed him too.  I
even felt his "package" as we made out.  I was surprised at Austin's size.
I am no longer inexperienced about boy's cocks.  Austin had to be bigger
than Danny by at least an inch.

   Our making out had me so hot.  If the theater would have had anywhere
that we could have had privacy, I would have dragged Austin there, stripped
him and raped him.  I suspect though from the hard boner in his pants, that
rape would not have been necessary.  I think Austin was as hot to screw my
brains out as I was to do him.

   The movie's musical finale brought us back to the real world.  We were a
mess - hair disheveled, flushed in the face and sweating.

   "We need to get ourselves together," I suggested.

   "Yeah, we need to pass Mom's inspection when she picks us up," Austin
agreed.  Austin adjusted his cock so it didn't tent his pants quite as
obscenely.  I ran a brush through my hair and then did Austin's for him. 
The couple minutes of credits gave us time to look presentable and for the
flush to drain from our faces.

   "Damn, that was something else, Sarah," Austin commented as we exited
the theater, holding hands.

   "I know," I agreed.  "I've made out before but it was never remotely
like tonight."

   "Do you want to go on another date next..." Austin said.  He stopped
abruptly mind-sentence.  "Shit!  This isn't what I really want to ask you.
Sarah, would you be my steady girlfriend?  I don't want to date anyone
else. You're great."

   "I would be willing to be your steady, Austin," I answered.  We sealed
our pact with a deep kiss.  It felt like we floated out of the theater on a
cloud.

   "One thing we need to figure out, Austin," I suggested, "we need to find
some time somewhere to get more privacy.  First base was fun tonight, but
there are other things I'd like to do."

   "I agree completely," Austin replied.  "The problem is I don't turn
sixteen for another month.  I'll need at least six months of practice
driving before I can get my license.  We're going to be stuck with my mom
or dad driving us for quite a while."

   "Maybe I could say something to my sister and her boyfriend," I
suggested.  "She and Mike might be willing to drive us occasionally."

   "That would be great," Austin said.  We kissed again.  Too long.  A car
stopping beside us and blowing its horn brought us to the here and now.  It
was Austin's dad.  I'm sure I was blushing when Austin and I hopped in the
back of the car.  Mr.  Burnett just smiled at us and asked, "Did you enjoy
the movie?"

   "The movie was great, Dad," Austin replied.

   "The most fun I've had in a long, long time," I added.  We snuggled
together in the back of the car, holding hands.  We whispered to each other
but otherwise kept things tame.

   Mr.  Burnett stopped along the curb in front of my house fifteen minutes
later.  "Austin, do you want to walk Sarah to the door?"

   "Sure, Dad," Austin agreed.  "Thanks." Austin helped me out of the car
and held my hand as we walked to my front door.  We paused on the porch.

   "I had such a good time tonight, Sarah," Austin said.  "Thank you for
agreeing to be my girlfriend."

   We embraced and shared an intense, deep kiss.  We broke apart too soon,
but what else could we do?  My parents could be watching us from the
window.

   "I'll talk to my sister," I said.  "We can have even more fun if we can
get some privacy."

   "That would be wonderful." Austin agreed.  He reluctantly drifted back
towards his dad's car before calling out, "Good night, Sarah."

   "Good night, Austin," I called back.

   ----oooOooo---

   I found time to talk with Allison privately on Sunday afternoon after
church.  I stuck my head in her door and politely asked, "Do you have a
couple minutes free, Allison?"

   "What's up?"

   "A couple things," I answered as I stepped into her room and shut the
door.  "Austin Burnett asked me to go steady with him."

   "Cool!" Allison responded.  "I hear he is a nice guy, if a bit of a
nerd."

   "You hear?" I questioned.

   "After the fiasco with Danny Garrity, I thought I should check out who
has been dating my sister," Allison said.  "I am the big sister and I don't
want you to get hurt again like you did with Danny."

   "Well...  OK, I guess that is an acceptable reason to check up on my
boyfriend," I allowed.  "By the way, isn't Mike a bit of a nerd too?  Isn't
he planning on going to the Pennsylvania College of Technology?"

   "True," Allison agreed.  "Though Mike does know there is more to life
than keyboards, hard drives and mice."

   "I know he does," I retorted.  "I hear you emphasizing that point to
Mike when you have sex after school way too often."

   "Sorry about the noise," Allison said.  "I guess it is a little
distracting."

   "I guess it's a lot distracting," I answered.  "That is the second
reason I wanted to talk to you.  Austin and I only have one class together
during school.  We eat different lunches.  Neither of us drive.  We're
having a problem figuring out how to find free time together."

   "And this involves Mike and me how?"

   "Well... Austin lives about a quarter mile from Mike's house," I
explained.  "Could you talk to Mike and see if he would be willing to pick
Austin up on the way here on school days and drive you and me to school?" I
gave Allison my best pleading look and added, "And maybe a ride home in the
afternoon after Mike leaves here."

   "Ahh... the cat is out of the bag," Allison teased.  "My little sister
has discovered sex is fun.  Now you've found a nice boy who you trust. 
You're horny and ready to try things out with a safer boy."

   "Yeah, that's pretty much it," I agreed.  "Will you, Allison?"

   "I guess Mike and I owe you for all the afternoons we've driven you
crazy while we fucked our brains out next door," Allison said.  "You have
kept our afternoon activities secret from our parents."

   "I'd really appreciate this help, Allison," I said.

   "I'll call Mike and see if he is willing," Allison said.  "It's his car
and time, after all."

   I thanked my sister for her consideration and headed back to my own
room. Half an hour later Allison reported back.  Mike was willing to drive
Austin and me to and from school.

   I texted Austin immediately, "MIKE COLLINS WILL DRV US 2 SKL.  MIKE WILL
CL & CONFIRM." [Mike Collins will drive us to school.  Mike will call and
confirm with you.]

   "GR8 NEWS!" Austin texted back.  [Great news!]

   "WANT 2 HU AFTER SKL 2?" I texted back.  [Want to hook up after school
too?]

   "PROB.  PWOS.  WL CALL WHEN ALONE" [Problem.  Parents watch over
shoulder.  Will call when alone.]

   I was forced to wait half an hour for Austin's phone call.  "You aren't
able to get together with me tomorrow after school?" I asked when he
called.

   "I'd love to, Sarah, but I can't," Austin repaid.

   "I thought you were free after school," I asked.

   "I am... sort of," Austin explained.  "I watch my twelve year old
sister, Anna and my eight year old brother, Jacob, after school most days.
My parents are OK with Anna watching Jacob occasionally as long as I have a
good reason.  I don't think they will buy, "I want to make out with my
girlfriend,' as a good excuse for me to come over to your house."

   "This is disappointing," I said.

   "We can have time in the mornings before school," Austin said.  "Mike
called and set things up.  My parents are OK with me riding to school with
you, your sister and Mike.  My parents know the Collins family."

   "Well, that is fifteen or twenty minutes extra together each day," I
agreed.  "I'll see you in the morning, Austin."

   "I'm looking forward to it, Sarah."



   ----oooOooo---

   Mike showed up right on time Monday morning, with Austin in the back
seat.  I slipped in back with my boyfriend, while Allison sat in front with
hers.  We both thanked Mike for giving us a ride to school.  I wasn't going
to miss riding the bus at all.  Mike and I made out a little on the way to
school.  I felt kind of bad.  He was desperately trying to hide his boner
when we got to school.  We hung out together before home room, since Mike
got us to school earlier than our buses normally did.

   Austin and I gained about twenty-five extra minutes together a day,
thanks to Mike's kindness.  Austin and I took our normal buses back to our
respective homes each afternoon.  I was horny as hell thinking about my
boyfriend at his house while I was here, listening Allison and Mike screw
each other silly.  Austin and I needed to find some good excuse for his
parents to allow him to come over after school.

   Austin and I were heading to the movies again on Saturday night.  I
offered to ask my parents to drive us, so Austin's didn't have to do it
every time.  I hadn't planned it this way but the offer worked out better
than I anticipated.  Allison and Mike offered to give us a lift since they
were going to the movies Saturday night too.  Austin and I accepted the
offer.

   Mr.  Sandoe, our biology teacher, made an announcement in class on
Friday afternoon.  "The next big project for class is a typed, ten page
essay.  This is roughly three thousand words.  You may do it solo or you
may join up with one or two partners."

   I glanced over at Austin and smiled.  He gave me a thumbs up sign.  I
had a partner for this project.

   "I will need the teams formed by next Wednesday and appropriate topics
picked out," Mr.  Sandoe explained.  "I am handing out a list of ideas you
may choose from.  You may also pick you own idea, discuss it with me and if
I approve, you may write your paper on your own idea.  You will have from
next week until Thanksgiving vacation to do your research.  I will look
over all research notes you take over that vacation.  You will have a
little more than two weeks to write your paper, which is due on December
15th."

   Austin was as psyched up as I was when he joined me after the class was
dismissed.  "Do you think your parents will allow you to come over to my
house after school on Monday to work on your biology term paper?"

   "I know I can sell that," Mike agreed.  "All I need to do is to promise
we will have a chaperone present while we work."

   "I am sure Allison and Mike would be willing to vouch for us," I said.

   "Isn't that sort of like the wolves watching after the sheep?" Austin
teased.

   "That is information your parents don't need to know," I countered. 
"Are you ready for our date tomorrow night?"

   "Totally," Austin said.

   "Are you prepared for anything?" I asked.

   "Anything?" Austin asked blankly.  He stared at me for a few seconds. 
"Anything?  All the way?" he whispered.

   "Probably not tomorrow night," I said.  "I like you a lot.  I hope we
reach at least second base tomorrow night.  After that, who knows what or
when?  Will you be prepared?"

   "Prepared?" Austin asked.  "Like protection?"

   "You used to be a Boy Scout," I answered.  "Aren't you supposed to be
prepared for... anything?"

   "Yeah... OK," Austin agreed.  "I guess I'll be stopping by the drug
store tomorrow."

   "I'm not promising that tomorrow night or next week," I said.  "I do
know I like you and I'd like to explore more things with you.  The day may
come when we need protection.  I just want us to be ready, when and if that
day comes."

   "Absolutely," Austin agreed.  I knew I had pretty much blown Austin away
with the admission that I was horny for him and ready for sex.  I knew he
was a virgin.  I didn't mind him knowing where I wanted our relationship to
go.

   ----oooOooo---

   Mike and Allison took us Austin and me to a Taco Bell on the way to the
movies.  It was a good break for poor, turned on Austin.  We had made out
the entire half hour between my house and the shopping complex that held
the movie complex.  We enjoyed a quick dinner before walking over to the
movie theater.  Allison and Mike headed for one movie.  We headed for ours
after stopping for snacks and sodas.  We found a private spot way in the
back like we had last week.

   Mike and I were cuddled together before the advertisements and previews
were over.  We made out frantically throughout the movie.  I wished I would
have had the foresight to leave my bra at home.  I just couldn't get enough
of his hands feeling up my boobs.  His gentle caresses drove me wild.  I
stroked Austin's package through his jeans for a bit, until it became too
much for my poor boyfriend.

   Neither Austin nor I could tell you anything about the movie when the
lights finally came up.  We'd enjoyed it thoroughly anyway.  We went out to
the foyer and waited until Allison and Mike's movie was over.  We had to
wait about fifteen minutes until they appeared.  Austin and I followed Mike
and Allison our to Mike's car.

   "What's everyone's curfew?" Mike asked as we hopped in the car.

   "You know mine's midnight, honey," Allison said.

   "Me too," I added.  "Mom and Dad figure I'll be OK double dating with
Allison."

   "I have to be back home by eleven," Austin said.  "Sorry it's so early."

   "It's fine, Austin," Mike said.  "What do you all want to do?  We could
stop off and grab some pizza if you guys want." He laughed.  "I have a big
empty house back home.  Maybe we could find privacy and finish what we
started at the theater."

   "I like the way you think, sweetie," Allison said.  "I vote for private
time for each couple."

   "What do you think, Austin?" I asked.  I saw the look of shock on his
face.

   "I couldn't get... get... rubbers," he whispered.  "I'm sorry."

   "No worries," I replied out loud before whispering back, "We don't have
to go all the way.  I would love to feel your hands on me without this
damned bra in the way." I patted his still semi-hard lump of a cock.  "I
wouldn't mind helping you with this either."

   Austin gave me a weak smile.  "Next stop, Collins' home," I announced.
Austin and I made out while Mike drove us back to his home.

   "You and Austin are welcome to use the family room," Mike offered as he
led us into his house.  He pointed the way for Austin and me.  Allison
headed for the stairs.  She knew her way to Mike's bedroom.  I overheard
Mike whisper to Austin, "Do you need any rubbers, man?"

   "No... not ready, not tonight," Austin answered.  I felt a twinge of
guilt at Austin's answer.  Was I rushing things too quickly for Austin
comfort?  I decided not to rush my guy quite as much.

   I flipped on a table light and asked Austin to turn off the overhead
light.  It gave the Collins' family room a nice ambience for what we
wanted. I sat down on the couch and beckoned Austin to join me.  We cuddled
together and started to make out.  I could feel Austin's heart wasn't into
this as much as back at the theater.

   "Am I rushing you too fast?" I said when we broke our lip lock.

   "Not rushing me exactly," Austin replied.  "I just... well... I'm new to
all this and..."

   "I am rushing you," I added.  "You know I am not virgin."

   "I heard that," Austin allowed.  "Not that it is my business.  It's just
that kids talk at school and... well you know..."

   "I do," I agreed.  "I went all the way with one guy.  It all happened
too quick for me to enjoy all the fun on the bases before the guy hits his
home run.  Have you enjoyed first base?"

   "Making out?" Austin answered.  "Hell yeah."

   "What about second base tonight?" I asked.  "We've played around but
never quite made it to second base yet.  We've got forty minutes.  Do you
want to see what second base is all about?  Would that be too far, too
fast?"

   "No, it would be fine," Austin said.

   "Shirts off then," I said.

   "Me?"

   "I'm not getting bare above the waist by myself," I answered.  "You want
some eye candy from your girlfriend?  I want some from my boyfriend too."

   "OK," Austin agreed.  I pulled off my sweater, blouse and then my bra
while Austin pulled off his sweatshirt and plaid flannel shirt.  I could
see my boyfriend blush a little as I checked out his bare chest for the
first time.

   Austin surprised me.  I expected to see a little baby fat or padding on
his body.  There wasn't any.  I could see some muscle definition on his
chest, shoulder and abdomen.  I couldn't wait to get my hands on that
handsome chest.  Austin looked my bare breasts over while I checked him
out.

   My boobs weren't anything special last spring.  Over summer and
especially this fall they had grown to excellent proportions for a
fifteen-year-old.  My nipples and aureoles swelled as I grew up.  Austin
just stared, either too afraid to touch me or mesmerized at the sight.  I
held my arms out and asked, "Let's kiss some more."

   "Sure," Austin agreed.  We turned to face each other on the couch before
embracing and kissing.  I wrapped my arms around him and caressed his
wonderful smooth skin.  The feel of his bare chest rubbing against my bare
chest skin was amazing.  We tongue wrestled for a few minutes.  Our lips
were still locked together when I felt a hand slip between our bodies and
cup my left boob.  He gently squeezed and felt up my boob.  It felt wild!

   "AAaeeeiii," I squealed when Austin's thumb brushed across my nipple. 
"Too much, Austin.  Very gentle on my nipples, pleaseeee..."

   "Sorry," Austin said as he pulled his head a few inches from my face. 
"I'll be more careful." To my surprise, Austin didn't return his lips to
mine.  He kissed my cheek and then down the side of my neck.  The gentle
kisses made me tingle.  My right boob enjoyed his lips' attention next. 
Austin's free hand joined his mouth on my right boob.  The feelings my
boyfriend was generating in my body were exquisite.  Second base felt great
when Danny Garrity did it to me a month ago.  Somehow, Austin was turning
me on better than Danny had.  Was I frightened the first time and
comfortable this time?  Was Austin a sexual prodigy?  I did not care.  I
just wanted him to continue worshiping my breasts.

   After a few minutes I experimented by bringing my hands onto Austin's
chest.  I rubbed my thumbs over his nipples.  They rose to hard nubbins and
Austin gasped and moaned as I did it.  Who knew a boy's nipples were an
erotic zone for him?  Austin returned my experiment with one of his own. 
He was kissing around my left boob when he planted a kiss directly on my
nipple before sucking the whole, engorged nipple into his mouth.

   Oh!  My!  God!  My pussy gushed as the boy drove me towards orgasm.  The
stimulation was too much but... it hurt so good!  I allowed the assault to
continue for a minute or more.  "Stop!" I gasped.  "Stop... too much..." I
could feel my pussy gushing with juices to lubricate for the sex I wasn't
going to have that night.  "STOP!" I commanded, pushing Austin's mouth away
from my poor, abused nipple.

   "Too much," I gasped as I tried to recover from my sensory overload. 
"You need to be real gentle with my nipples.  They are super sensitive."

   "If I don't stop?" Austin teased.

   "Our plan to take things slowly will die," I answered.  "If you kept up
like you were on my nipples, I would have ripped your pants off and jumped
your bone."

   "Jump my bone?"

   "I'd have fucked myself silly on your dick," I replied.  "Let's go back
to making out." I laid down on my back on the couch and pulled Austin on
top of me.  We swapped tongues again.  Austin's bare chest against my
sensitive nipples kept my lust up.  I don't know if he was doing it
consciously or not, but Austin was humping his crotch against my poor,
soaking wet and hungry pussy.  I could feel the delicious lump his hard
cock formed in his pants.  I placed one hand on each of his ass cheeks and
pulled and prodded him to continue humping me as we deep kissed.

   The humping, rubbing against my sensitive chest and tongue swapping was
driving my lust to a peak.  I knew I shouldn't but I wanted so much to pull
Austin's dick out of his pants and stuff it up my pussy.  I was so ready
for get fucked again.

   "Stop!" I announced as I pushed Austin up off my body.

   "Huh?"

   "I know I've driven you crazy," I said.  "I can feel how hard you are. I
bet you have the worst case of blue balls in history.  I could help you
with that, if you want me to?"

   "Help me?" Austin asked blankly.  I made the motion to show me jerking
him off.  "Oh, help me."

   "I am sure you need relief," I said.  "I could jerk you off or I could
fuck you.  Your choice."

   "Fuck me?" Austin said quietly.  I could see he was tempted.

   "I know we said we wouldn't hurry things but..."

   "I don't feel like that would be hurrying things," Austin replied.  "I'd
so like to... to... fuck you, but... we don't have protection.  How bad
would it be if we went all the way?  What are the chances of me knocking
you up if we did it tonight?"

   I calculated for a couple moments.  "Fuck!" I growled.  "Chances are too
good that you'd knock me up if we fucked without protection tonight."

   "How bad?" Austin asked.

   "Like one chance in three," I answered.  "Tomorrow is actually the
riskiest day in my monthly cycle.

   "Fuck!" Austin growled.  "Tomorrow's like an hour or so away.  I guess
you could help me get off with your hand." He looked up at the clock by the
TV.  "10:52!  Fuck!" Austin growled.  "We don't even have time for a jerk
off.  Get dressed, I have to get home quick."

   "Would it matter if you were a few minutes late?" I asked.

   "Yes, it would be a very bad thing," Austin replied.  "My parents trust
me to do the right thing.  If I blew curfew tonight, they will never let me
come over after school next week to study."

   "No biology?"

   "No biology," Austin confirmed.  "No making out, no nothing."

   "Let's get you home," I agreed.  Just as I said it, we heard a knock at
the door.

   "You guys ready to go yet?" Mike asked.  "I don't want Austin getting
trouble with his `rents because we're late."

   "Give us a minute," Austin replied out loud before adding to me in a
whisper, "I'll make sure I have rubbers on Monday.  I promise."

   "Are we giving up the take-our-time plan?" I asked.

   "Don't know," Austin answered as he pulled on his shirt.  "All I know is
you drive me wild and I NEED you."

   "Your virginity's days are numbered?"

   "On one or two hands, I suspect," Austin said.

   "Think of me when you get off tonight," I asked.

   "I'll think of nothing else but what we did tonight," Austin said.  "I
guarantee that."

   The two of us dressed quickly.  Mike dropped off Austin at his house
just as our phones said it was 11:00 PM.  Mike drove Allison and me on to
our house, easily making our midnight curfew.

   ----oooOooo---

   A text announcing "FULLY PREPPED 4 AFTER SKOL MON" came Sunday
afternoon. I texted Austin back, "CANT WAIT."

   Austin gave me a hot good morning kiss when I hopped in Mike's, car
Monday morning before school.  "You ready for some fun after school?" I
asked.

   "I've got the rubbers," Austin answered.  The two of us cuddled and
exchanged quick kisses on the way to school.  Neither of us wanted to get
too excited immediately before class when we would have to wait seven hours
before doing anything about our feelings.  We hung out together for a few
minutes before homeroom.  We spent a few minutes together between each
class.

   Mr.  Sandoe gave us time during biology class to discuss ideas for our
project.  We looked over the list of ideas Mr.  Sandoe handed out but
nothing grabbed us.  I teased we should do our report on "The Mating Habits
of the American Teenager." Austin said no to that idea.  His parents liked
to proofread his projects before they were submitted.

   I hustled out to the student parking lot after the last period.  I was
ready for my afternoon fun with Austin.  Mike and Allison showed up a
minute later.  Austin showed up a minute after them.  Outwardly my
boyfriend displayed eagerness to get to my house but he seemed jittery too.
His nerves seemed to increase as we headed into my house and upstairs to my
room.

   "Are you OK with all of this?" I asked when we got to my room.

   "Um... yeah... I guess," Austin said.  "Do we need to go all... the
way?"

   "No, we don't NEED to," I answered.  "We don't need to do anything that
we don't want to do."

   "OK," Austin agreed.  "Now what?"

   "Take your coat off," I suggested.  "We can start by making out.  You're
OK with that aren't you?"

   "Kissing?" Austin responded more enthusiastically.  "Kissing sounds
good." Austin dropped his coat on my chair and joined me on my bed.  We
started kissing.  Austin visibly relaxed as we made out.  Five minutes
later you would never have suspected Austin had any reservations about what
we were doing.  His lips were magic.  I pulled him against me as I melted
into those wondrous kisses.

   Allison let out a few squeals and pants before the rhythmic thumping of
the bed against the wall began next door.  Austin and I paused kissing. 
Austin stared down in wonder at me.  "Do you think... they're... doing it?"

   "I KNOW they are doing it," I replied.  "Welcome to my after-school
world." Austin stared at me, dumbfounded at the idea that two real people
he knew were naked next door engaging in real, live sex.  Sex was no longer
a theoretical, abstract concept.  Mike was stuffing Allison's twat with his
big, hard cock and screwing her, to Allison's obvious delight.

   "Let's take tops off," I suggested, attempting to get Austin mentally
back into our bed.  I reached for the hem of his shirt and tried to pull it
over his head.

   "Yeah, that's cool," Austin agreed.  He allowed me to pull his shirt
over his head, leaving him bare chested.  I raised my arms over my head,
allowing Austin to reciprocate by removing my blouse.  I needed to help him
remove my bra, but that's OK.

   I pulled Austin's bare chested body down onto my boobs.  We locked lips
again, enjoying the skin-to-skin contact as we kissed.  Within a minute or
so Austin turned his attention to my boobs.  He proved to be a quick
learner at showing his appreciation to my boobs.  His caresses and kisses
were driving me wild.

   I knew between what we were doing and the sounds of screwing next door,
that Austin was as aroused as I was.  My pussy was leaking copiously. 
Austin rubbed his steel-hardened and jeans covered rod against my crotch as
we made out and petted.

   Austin and I lost track of time as we made out and stimulated each
other. Some time we noticed Allison and Mike got quiet.  Later they were
busy screwing again.  I maneuvered Austin so that he was between my legs.
His natural body movements rubbed his hard package against my hot and
rapidly moistening pussy.

   I had enough after a while.  I pulled Austin's head up of the titty he
was kissing.  "You ready for more?"

   "More?" Austin gasped.  "All the way?"

   "No, I was thinking more along the lines of 'you show me yours, I'll
show you mine," I suggested.  "Third base.  Maybe a little exploration to
go with looking."

   "Um..." Austin swallowed hard.  "OK, we can do that." He leaned back on
his haunches between my legs and hesitated a moment before unbuttoning his
fly.  I unsnapped my jeans and unzipped them.

   "Duck," I directed.  I swung my leg over Austin to shed my jeans.  They
were down around my ankles when I noticed Austin had paused at unzipping.

   "What?" I asked.

   "This is embarrassing," Austin replied.  "I'm...  you know...  uh..."

   "Hard?" I said.  "Of course you are.  You've been making out with a
pretty girl.  You're not gay.  Girls turn you on."

   "They do," Austin said.  "More particularly, you do." I kicked off my
jeans and lowered my panties.  This slowed Austin's unveiling to a stop
with his jeans down to his knees.  My boyfriend was wearing boxer shorts.
He stared raptly at my womanhood.  I spread my legs to give him a better
view.

   I suspected from the feel in previous make out sessions that Austin was
well endowed.  The loose fabric of his shorts couldn't contain the powerful
tool he was packing.  He was at least as big as Danny Garrity, probably
bigger.  I stared lustily, dreaming of the day that dick would be stuffed
up my hungry pussy.  I needed to move my seduction along.

   "I'm naked now," I said.  "Are you going to get naked with me?"

   "Oh," Austin gasped.  His eyes left my pussy and returned to my eyes. 
"Sorry for staring." Austin hopped out of bed and stepped out of his jeans.
I watched as he grabbed his boxers and dropped them to the floor.  His dick
popped off the waist band and wiggled as the shorts fell to the floor.

   "Shit!" I gasped as I stared at Austin's rod.  It was as long as Danny's
and maybe a little thicker.  What shocked me was the lack of mushroom
shaped head like Danny had.  Every picture I'd seen on-line of a man's dick
had the mushroom head.

   "I know," Austin apologized.  "I look weird." I stared at the shaft. 
Austin's skin went straight to the top, tapering slightly in the last inch
or so, crowned by a hole in the skin.

   "My mom was into everything natural when I was born," Austin explained.
"Natural child birth, natural foods, natural fiber clothing...  everything
natural." He laughed.  "Including me.  She decided I should be natural.  No
circumcision."

   "Circumcision?" I asked.  "I've heard the term but never really
understood it."

   "They cut the extra skin off of a baby's dick," Austin explained.

   "Can I see it?" I asked.  "I've never had a chance to see a guy's dick
close up, especially one like yours."

   "OK," Austin agreed.  He climbed in bed and kneeled between my legs.

   "Is it all right if I touch it?" I asked.

   "Sure," Austin agreed.  He shivered as I grasped him with my thumb and
forefinger.  Austin's dick was a shaft of flesh, not unlike Danny's looked,
until you got to the top.  The purple mushroom head Danny had was missing
from Austin's.  The skin simply tapered to a tip and had a small gap or
hole at the end.

   I wrapped the rest of my fingers around the shaft of Austin's hard-on. I
squeezed that hardness.  "OWW!" Austin protested.  "Easy!  Like you want me
to handle your nipples."

   I relaxed my grip so I was barely holding his fleshy shaft.  I knew boys
stroked their dick up and down when they wanted to come, so I slide my hand
down the shaft.  To my surprise, his skin moved along with my hand.  I
could feel the hardness inside as I my hand slide down.  The skin at the
tip opened up as I pulled it down.  A bright pink cockhead appeared as the
skin slid away.

   "That's where it is," I remarked.

   "You really have never seen a guy that wasn't circumcised, have you?"
Austin moaned.  I pulled my hand up his dick, watching the skin cover up
the head again as my hand rose.

   "Hold it a little tighter," Austin commented as I continued stroking
him. Austin panted out directions as I gave a boy my first hand job.  I did
my best to follow his directions and pleasure him.  I stroked Austin for a
couple minutes as he groaned and panted as he lost coherence.

   "Unnhh... Unhh... Oooohhhh..." Austin moaned as he stiffened.  I felt
his dick pulse and then a flood of white cream spurted out of the tip.  The
first couple pulses flew up in thy air, landing on the sheet on my bed and
Austin's belly.  More spurts, less forceful, squirted out and ran down my
hand and pooled below Austin's belly button.  The last bit of his cream
oozed out and dribbled down my hand.

   "Ohhh... wow," Austin gasped.  "That was fucking amazing." He panted a
couple times to catch his breath and added, "So much better than when I do
it myself."

   "I am glad you enjoyed it," I replied.  Austin's dick went soft almost
as soon as he came.  I gave the flaccid shaft a last squeeze and let it
plop on Austin's belly.  I stared at the cream dripping down my hand.  I
understood what I was looking at - a male's sperm, designed expressly to
get a female pregnant.  The sperm didn't look nearly as intimidating as it
did last month when it was dripping out of my pussy after Danny screwed me.

   "I'll get something to clean us up," I offered as I hopped out of bed. A
handful of tissues cleaned my hands, Austin's cock and his belly.  I laid
down on the bed beside my boyfriend.  Austin, recovering from his come,
rolled over so he was half on top of me again and gave me a deep kiss.  I
responded.

   "God, that was amazing, Sarah," Austin gushed between kisses.  "That is
so much better when you whack me off that when I do myself.  Thank you."
Austin emphasized his thanks with more kisses.  I knew Danny's dick had
recovered from his come fairly rapidly.  Danny's recovery was equally
swift. I felt something hard poking my side while we kissed.  I didn't mind
at all.  We continued kissing.

   "Do you want to feel up my pussy?" I asked during a pause in our tongue
action.

   "Umm... uh... I'm not... sure... how," Austin replied.

   "We are well on the way to reaching third base," I said.  "It's time for
your anatomy lesson, sweetie.  Get between my legs and let the lesson
begin." Austin obeyed.  I spread my legs wide to display everything for
Austin's inspection and instruction.  He stared but didn't make a move.

   "Give me your hand," I said.  I placed his hand right on my mound. 
"Move your finger up and down my slot."

   "You're wet," Austin marveled as he played with my inner pussy lips. 
"What are these?"

   "Inner labia," I said.  "I'm wet because you have me totally turned on.
It is my body's way of getting me ready for sex."

   "Sex?" Austin squeaked.  "Are we going to?"

   "Let's stick with third base for now," I said.  "We'll see about more if
we are both ready later."

   "OK," Austin agreed quickly.  I think feeling up a girl's pussy was more
than he had expected for this afternoon.  Austin didn't need a lot of
direction to stimulating my pussy.  He found my hole quickly and felt
around the edge without inserting anything.

   "You can put a finger or two in there if you want," I offered.  "That is
where your dick is going to go one of these days, when we are both ready."

   "Yeah," Austin agreed as he pushed one then two fingers into my pussy.
"It's so tight, hot and wet.  It must feel fucking amazing when you..." he
laughed, and added "...when you fuck."

   "It does," I agreed.

   "Where is your... uh... button?" Austin asked.  "I can't remember the
name but girls have a spot that will make you crazy if I rub it."

   "My clitoris," I said.  "Pull you fingers out of me and run them up my
slot." Austin did.  "Feel the little bump at the top?" Austin slid his
finger around the top end of my slot until he found my bump.

   "This?" he asked, giving me a smile.

   "Very, VERY gentle," I commanded.  "It is more sensitive than my nipples
or your dick."

   "OK," Austin said.  He circled the bump with almost feather-light
touches.  My clit engorged and poked out of its hood.  This was starting to
feel very nice!

   "Can you finger fuck my hole and use your thumb to tease my clitoris?" I
asked.

   "I'll see," Austin answered.  It proved that his hand was large enough
for the task.  Soon he was plunging two fingers into my pussy while his
thumb teased and tormented my clitoris.  Austin may have been inexperienced
but he was a quick learner.  He finger fucked and diddled me as we listened
to moans and grunts from the room next door.  Soon Mike was banging the
headboard of Allison's bed against as he fucked my sister.

   Austin was driving me wild as we overheard the action next door.  I
agreed with Austin's earlier observation.  Having someone else get you off
was WAY, way better than doing yourself.  Austin continued his exploration
as he unwired my brain.  Mutual orgasms next door were followed by an eerie
silence.

   Austin's assault finally pushed me over the precipice to orgasm.  I
moaned and thrashed through my wonderful climax.  I wasn't aware of much
for half a minute until I recovered.  I felt Austin's body pressed against
mine.  He had a shit-eating grin on his face as he watched me.

   "That was good for you?" Austin teased.

   "The most intense climax of my life," I answered.  I wrapped my arms
around my boyfriend's neck and pulled his head down to mine for a kiss. 
Austin rolled over top of me and settled his torso between my legs.  He
propped his upper body up on his elbows as he deep kissed and made out with
me.  His smooth chest, covered with peach fuzz, pressed against my
sensitive boobs.  His hard rod rested on my slot.  God, I was so hot and
ready for sex.

   "You spurted juices when you came," Austin commented between kisses. 
"Does that mean you are nearly ready for sex?"

   "Totally ready," I said.  "Are we going too fast for you?"

   "No, not at all," Austin said.  "Should I stop and put on a rubber?"

   "Uh..." I hesitated.  "I..." I was interrupted by a thumping on the
door.

   "Sorry guys," Mike called out.  "I've got to dash in five minutes.  Wrap
up what you're doing quickly."

   "FUCK!" Austin snapped.

   "Shit!" I agreed.

   "I guess we better stop now," Austin said, clearly disappointed.  I
wrapped my arms around his body and held on to him.

   "Don't stop rubbing you dick on my pussy," I asked.  "Will it take long
for you to come while you're doing that?"

   "Not long at all," Austin said.  He began pistoning his hips back and
forth, dragging his dick down through my slot and back up until it rubbed
my clitoris.  This felt amazing.  I wasn't sure who would come first.  It
turned out Austin came first.  He panted heavily for a few seconds, groaned
and then collapsed on me.  I could feel his hard dick pulsing as it shot
his semen between our bellies.  Austin rolled off when he finished.

   I clambered out of bed and grabbed handfuls of tissues.  One bunch went
to my boyfriend, who was still lying on the bed.  I used the other bunch to
clean up the semen, sweat and my own juices.

   "You have got to get dressed and go," I commanded Austin.

   "Yeah," he agreed wearily.  I helped him dry off the sweat, semen and
lubrication on his belly and crotch.

   "What topic are we going to use for our biology paper?" I asked as
Austin started dressing.

   He leered and suggested, "Mating Habits of the American Teenager."

   "Mr.  Sandoe will never accept that topic," I retorted.  "We need
something else."

   "I am a terrible liar," Austin said.  "The closer to the truth our topic
is, the better I will be able to keep our secret from my parents and keep
coming over after school."

   "It has to be a sex topic?" I asked.

   "Something along that line," Austin said.  I had an inspiration.

   "What about, `Sex among the Species?'" I asked.

   "Reproduction among Plants and Animals?" Austin suggested.

   "That would work," I agreed.  "It sounds scientific enough to pass
muster."

   There was a knock at the door.  "Let's go, Austin," Mike said.  "We need
to split now or we may become an unwelcome surprise to Allison and Sarah's
mom."

   "Almost ready," Austin replied.  He turned to me and gave me a hug
followed by a deep kiss.  "Today was awesome, Sarah.  I have never felt
like this about someone."

   "Can we get together again after school tomorrow?" I asked.

   "I can't," Austin said.  "I have a dentist appointment after school."

   "Wednesday?"

   "Done," Austin said.  "We will have our topic approved and we can begin
further research into reproduction then.  Should I bring the rubbers
again?"

   "Definitely," I agreed.  "They aren't going home with you on Wednesday
afternoon.  That's for damned sure."

   "I can't wait," Austin said.  He gave me one more kiss before departing.
I looked over the mess that was my room and shook my head.  Seconds after I
heard the front door close behind Mike and Austin, Allison appeared at my
door.

   "What condition is your room in?" she asked as she stepped inside. 
"God, it smells like a brothel in here!"

   "What can I say?"

   "Get dressed.  Open the windows," Allison commanded.  "I will get air
freshener for the smell of Austin's come.  Put the bedspread back.  That
should hide the wet spot in the middle of your bed."

   "OK," I agreed.

   I dressed while Allison retrieved the air spray.  She flooded the room
with spray to mask the scent of teen sex.  "Did you take Austin's cherry
today?" Allison asked.

   "Almost, but no," I replied.  "We were all ready to do it when Mike
interrupted us."

   "Over an hour of foreplay?" Allison said.  "I guess you are wound up
real tight at this point if you didn't get any dick."

   "No, Austin fingered me to orgasm," I said.  I got him off twice, once
with my hand and the second time when we rubbed our bodies together.  Who
knew that felt so good?"

   "Most people who are sexually active," Allison said.  "Dry humping is a
lot of fun before you go all the way with a boy.  Any more afternoon dates
planned?"

   "He's coming over Wednesday," I said, "...assuming Mike is willing to
drive us."

   "I'm sure he will," Allison said.  "It sounds like the two of you are
nearly there for sex.  Does Austin have protection?"

   "He does," I agreed.  "There will not be any frantic trips to the drug
store in the evening to pick up Plan B again."

   "Good, I am glad to hear that," Allison said.

   ----oooOooo---

   Both Austin and I were keyed up about our plans for Wednesday afternoon.
School dragged by for both of us on Tuesday.  Allison took me aside Tuesday
night and had a long talk with me about making my first time with Austin
special for both him and me.  To my shock, she recommended I give Austin a
blow job before we had sex.  She directed me to a website that had
information about how to give a blow job.  Allison called me back to her
room afterwards to discuss what I read and to give me tips she had learned
from doing Mike and previous boyfriends.  She warned me that Austin
wouldn't last as long as an experienced cock-hound like Danny Garrity.  She
suggested that I help Austin come before we had sex to improve his
performance.

   Mr.  Sandoe accepted our biology topic during Wednesday's class.  We
received some teasing about our topic from our friends.  So what.  They
were right but we weren't about to admit that to anyone.

   Austin and I hopped in the back of Mike's car after school.  We started
making out before we even left the school parking lot.  I was totally
turned on and ready when got our group back to my house.  Austin was ready
too.  He was sporting a big bulge in his jeans as he waddled into the house
and upstairs to my bedroom.

   "Do you want to start by making out like Monday?" Austin asked once we
were alone in my room.

   "No, we've gone a lot further than that," I replied.  "Let's get naked
and go from there."

   "I can do that," Austin agreed.  We stripped down and joined each other
in my bed.  We lay side by side, embracing and kissing.  Austin needed no
invitation today to explore further with his hands.  He felt up my boobs
for a while before sliding his hand down to my womanhood.

   The whole time we made out and played, I felt his dick pressing my side
and belly.  Soon that delicious shaft would be stuffing me full.  I juiced
just thinking about how nice the screwing had felt when I did it with Danny
last month.

   Austin finger fucked my pussy and teased my clitoris until I finally
came.  I thought more about my next step while I recovered from my climax.
Was I ready to give a guy a blow job?  I could get Austin off with a hand
job again.  Wouldn't that be just as good to help him get ready for his
first fuck?  I decided to throw caution to the winds and go for it.

   I pushed Austin down on his back on my bed.  "I have a special treat for
you," I sighed as I climbed between his legs.

   "What?" Austin asked as he stared up at me.

   "This," I answered before opening my mouth wide and slurping the first
inch of his cock into my mouth.  That drew a moan from my boyfriend.  His
dick didn't have much of any flavor.  I had expected that I would need to
endure some nasty taste while I pleasured him.  This wasn't so bad.

   I realized I had done one thing wrong.  Austin's foreskin was in my
mouth.  I couldn't feel his dick head with my tongue, the way the website
suggested I do.  I wrapped one hand around Austin's shaft and pulled the
skin down.  This unwrapped the mushroom head I was seeking.  I tongued the
head and sucked at it as Austin moaned in delight.  I stroked the shaft
outside my mouth with my hand as I suctioned and licked the inch or so I
had captured.

   I pulled my mouth off him momentarily and asked, "Am I doing this
right?"

   "Fuck if I know," Austin gasped.  "It feels right."

   I licked down his shaft.  The big vein down the underside was
interesting.  I gave it attention until I reached my boyfriend's balls. 
His scrotum was pulled tight, holding those baby-makers close to his body.
I licked all over them and even licked his per... uh, perineum, the
sensitive skin between his balls and his asshole.

   Austin moaned and squirmed when my tongue hit his perineum.  No doubt
this was a special spot for him.  I avoided his asshole.  The website said
some guys love it when you play with the holes.  Others get turned off. 
That was the last thing I wanted now.  I licked my way up his shaft again.
My mouth engulfed his head again.  I took two or three inches of head and
shaft into my mouth and suctioned them.  I bobbed my head up and down as I
sucked.

   Austin was getting frantic now.  I knew I had him close to climax.  I
stroked his shaft as I sucked the last few inches.  I stared into his eyes
occasionally as I worked him.

   "I'm... I'm..." Austin gasped.  I felt his dick head expand and pulse.
He squirted a burst of semen into my mouth.  "...coming!" I hadn't thought
this part of the blow job through.  Would I swallow or pull off?  Another
spurt filled my mouth to overflowing with his semen.  I pulled away
involuntarily, getting a third pulse in the face for my trouble.

   Austin spewed more come over his belly as I tried to decide what I
thought of the mouthful of viscous fluid.  It was slightly sweet and a
little salty.  The consistency of the fluid was odd.  I hopped out of bed
and spit the mouthful of come into a tissue before I barfed.

   "Wow, I wasn't expecting that, Sarah," Austin marveled as he recovered
from his orgasm.  "Thank you."

   "It was my pleasure to make you happy," I answered.  I wiped the semen
off my boyfriend and rejoined him in bed.

   "Do you want me to play with your clitoris and get you off too?" Austin
asked.  I patted his semi-swollen dick.

   "Let's make out some then you can fill me with this," I suggested.  "I
am so ready to feel you fill me up."

   "We can do that," Austin marveled.  I knew he was looking forward to
screwing, but I suspected he thought that it wouldn't really happen.  I
wrapped my arms around Austin and pulled him over my body.

   "Rub together like we did near the end on Monday afternoon," I
suggested. "That felt really good."

   "It did," Austin agreed.  He started rubbing his crotch up and down
against my womanhood.  I felt his dick harden.  We deep kissed as we
enjoyed to sensations of two tight, teen bodies rubbing together.  The
heat, sexual heat, was becoming intense.  Mike and Allison started up again
next door, adding to our arousal.

   "Are you ready, sweetie?" I asked quietly after about five minutes of
dry humping.

   "Yeah," Austin sighed.  He had a dreamy look in his eyes.  "There is one
thing we need to say before we go all the way."

   "What?"

   "I love you, Sarah McCarraher," Austin said.  "I love you completely."

   "Oh," I responded.  "Um... I like you to, Austin.  A lot."

   "Like me?" Austin asked as he pulled up from my body.  "You like me?"

   "Are you expecting me to say, `I love you?' I don't know if I know what
love is."

   "You don't know if you love me?" Austin asked.  "You want to be intimate
with me and you don't know if you love me?"

   "We're fifteen, Austin," I responded.  "I am not sure if I know what
love is.  Will you be the love of my life?  I don't know."

   "And you would go all the way even if we didn't love each other?" Austin
said.

   "We are young," I said.  "I can't tell you I love you if I don't know
what that means.  I can say I am your exclusive girlfriend and I won't date
anyone else.  I enjoy being with you and I want to share everything I have
with you.  Isn't that enough at our age?"

   "Is it?" Austin asked.  He pulled off me and sat on his haunches. 
"Maybe we should rethink what we are doing."

   Austin and I argued back and forth for five minutes, without reaching
any resolution.  He felt it was essential for us to express our love before
we made love with each other.  I was horny and quite willing to accept
intimate fun in bed with a good friend.  We got dressed and started
research on our biology paper.  The sounds of Allison and Mike making love
next door made concentrating hard.

   Austin and I exchanged a deep kiss and a hug before he left.

   "I care deeply for you," I said as he parted.  "I simply don't know if
what I feel is love or not.  I want to be with you and no one else.  Isn't
that enough?"

   "I need to think, Sarah," Austin replied.  "You might be right but what
you are saying is different from what I learned at home.  I need time to
think."

   "Fair enough," I agreed.  "Are we still a couple?"

   "I think I love you," Austin said.  "We are still a couple."

   ----oooOooo----

   I had a talk with Allison that evening.  She agreed with me that we were
pretty young to be falling in love and finding a mate for life.  I heard
nothing from Austin during the night.  Austin was in a great mood the next
morning when Mike stopped by to pick up Allison and me.

   "I have a question for you," Austin said once I climbed in the back seat
with him.  "Do you feel a tender, passionate affection for me?"

   "You know I do," I said.  "You're a great boyfriend."

   "Do you feel a sexual passion or desire for me?" Austin asked.

   "You know damned well I do," I answered.  "I'd jump your bones in a
minute, if you'd let me."

   "I was an idiot yesterday afternoon," Austin responded.  "We've been
working from different definitions of love.  You keep coming back to the
idea that a guy needs to be your guy for life in order to love him.  That
is one way to define it."

   "How do you define love?" I asked.

   "To feel a tender, passionate affection for you," Austin answered,
grinning.  "I also feel the same sexual passion or desire that you feel
too. I love you, Sarah MacCarraher."

   "I feel a passionate affection for you," I responded.  "I don't know if
I call it love but you're special.  I certainly feel a sexual attraction to
you, Austin Burnett.  I want to fuck your brains out."

   "That can be arranged this afternoon, if you want it," Austin said.

   "You know I do," I responded.

   "Hey, Mike.  Sarah and I would like to ride home with you and Allison
after school," Austin said.  "If that is OK with the two of you."

   "Fine with us," Mike said.

   "What changed your mind?" I whispered to Austin after Mike and Allison
attention turned elsewhere.

   "A conversation I had with Mike on the way home," Austin said.  "He
caught on to the fact that you and your sister define love differently that
I do."

   "I knew there was a reason I liked my sister's boyfriend," I said.  "So,
we will have our fun this afternoon?" Austin smiled and nodded yes.

   "I have one last question," he said.  "Will you lead me around to my
classes tomorrow so I don't get lost?"

   "Huh?  What?"

   "You're going to fuck my brains out this afternoon," Austin explained.
"I might need some help getting around if I don't have any brains left
after you're done with me."

   "I will take good care of you," I promised.

   ----oooOooo---

   Classes dragged that Thursday.  I realized in math class that it had
been almost a month since Danny introduced me to the world of sex.  After
school I would introduce my boyfriend to that amazing world too.

   Austin and I did not waste time when we got home.  We went straight to
my room, stripped and started making out.  I gave Austin another blow job
to take the edge off his arousal.  Austin was more verbal this time,
telling me exactly what he liked as I pleasured him.  I pulled off his cock
moments before he spewed his come all over his chest and belly.  I tasted
it before and didn't particularly care for the flavor or consistency of his
semen.

   I pulled Austin on top of me after his blow job.  "Dry hump me until
you're hard," I directed.  "Kiss me while you get ready."

   "This is really going to happen today, isn't it?" Austin murmured
between kisses.

   "It's going to happen even if I have to rape you," I countered.

   "You can't rape the willing," Austin said.  He squirmed and rubbed his
body against my crotch.  I felt his dick get hard as we prepared for our
coupling.  We kissed and tongue fucked more.  Austin's dick slipped into my
slot as we rubbed.  The sexual intensity ratcheted up more.  One time when
Austin dipped his hips to start his rub up my slot, his dick head caught on
the rim of my hole.

   "Um... time for the rubber?" Austin asked.

   "Yes," I agreed.  "Time for the rubber before we do something really
stupid."

   Austin pulled off me, hopped out of bed and retrieved two blue foil
covered rubbers from his pants.  "Now we find out how much I remember from
eighth grade health class," Austin said.  "Check my work and make sure I do
this right."

   "I will look it over," I agreed.  "I have no better idea than you do."

   "Didn't you insist the other guy use a rubber?" Austin asked.  I had
been honest with my boyfriend that I wasn't a virgin.  I hadn't given him
many details.

   "It happened quickly," I answered.  "I didn't have time to think about
pregnancy until it was all over."

   "I guess you and the other guy got lucky," Austin commented as he placed
the rubber over the tip of his dick and rolled it down the shaft.

   "We got very lucky," I answered.  I inspected the rubber covering my
boyfriend's lovely dick.  "You're ready when I am and I am READY!" I lay
back on my bed and stretched my legs wide open to accommodate Austin.  He
climbed between them and sprawled his body over mine.  He rubbed his
erection up and down my slot, exploring for my hole.  This went on for
about thirty seconds.

   "Lower," I directed.  Austin prodded lower, settling against my asshole.
"Not there!" I squealed as he pressed the opening.  A little higher than
that." Austin's prick scooted up my sloppy slot and bounced against my
clitoris.

   "Fuck!" Austin growled.

   "Let me help you," I said soothingly to my exasperated boyfriend.  I
reached between our bodies and grasped his hard-on.  I placed it against my
hole.  "Press here." I watched Austin's face as his eyes went wide and his
mouth fell open in awe.  He pressed his dick a couple inches into my body.
I remembered how great it felt when Danny was doing this.

   "Keep going," I asked as I placed my hands on his ass cheeks and pulled
him deeper.  Austin thrust his hips a couple more times until his dick was
fully impaling me.  He paused and we both stared down between our bodies.
Austin's wild bush of pubic hair was pressed against my neatly trimmed
hair. His dick was fully in my body.

   "No more cherry," I teased.  "What are you going to do now?"

   "Fuck your brains out?" Austin responded.  "I think that was what you
asked for."

   "It is," I agreed.  "How does it feel stud?"

   "Fucking awesome," Austin replied.  "What's next Obi Wan?"

   "The Master says hips thrusts," I said.  "Nice and gentle until you get
the hang of this." Austin rocked his hips back and forth, slowly gaining
confidence and using longer strokes.  My pussy tingled as this boy
demonstrated his love for me.  This definitely was more fun with a boy who
showed passion and affection for you than a random stud who conquered you.

   I enjoyed the coupling as much as Austin did.  He got over eager after a
while and pulled out too far.  Austin managed to reinsert his dick in me
without assistance.  He humped and thrust for a minute and then more.  I
doubt Austin made it to two minutes before his excitement and sensitivity
got too him.  Austin began frantically fucking me before moaning and
collapsing on me in a stupor as he came.

   I rolled us onto our sides, remembering more advice Allison had given
me. "Hold the rubber on when you pull out."

   "Huh?"

   "Hold the rubber," I directed.  Austin managed to hold the rubber on his
cock while I pulled off him.  I checked, finding a fully intact latex
sheath, sloppy with my lube and filled with his white semen and sperm,
still encasing his dick - its mission accomplished.  Austin lost his
erection quickly.  He pulled the rubber off, holding it by the outer ring.

   "What do I do with this?" Austin asked.

   "Knot it and throw it in the trash," I directed.  "Was that fun?"

   "That was fucking amazing," Austin murmured dreamily.  "I love you,
Sarah."

   "I feel a passionate affection for you too, my stud," I replied.

   "My stud," Austin said.  "I like that."

   I glanced over at my clock.  We had fifteen minutes until Mike and
Austin needed to leave.  "Do you want to go again in a few minutes?"

   "Go again?" Austin asked.  "Are you sure?"

   "Have you had enough sex for the day?" I asked.  "I haven't."

   "Hell no," Austin agreed.

   We made out for a couple minutes until Austin got hard again.  He had me
put the rubber on his dick for the second round.  Austin seemed to be a
quick learner.  He managed to insert his dick in my pussy without
assistance this time.  We screwed for a good five minutes before he came.
My sister was certainly right about a boy having more stamina after his
first come.

   Mike had to wait a couple minutes for Austin to finish cleaning up and
dressing before they headed for their homes.  I felt so good.  I understood
the attraction to sex now that I had a great partner to share the
experience with.

   ----oooOooo----

   Austin quickly became as much a fixture at my house in the afternoons
after school as Mike was.  His parents commented how dedicated he was to
researching his biology paper.  Little did they know we hadn't progressed
beyond the practical field work on sexual mechanics.

   Danny and I attended our high school football games on Friday nights. 
We went to the movies Saturday nights.  Three or four weekdays each week we
would come to my house after school to work on our biology term paper.  We
spent about ninety percent of each afternoon in practical research in
fucking and only ten percent in on-line studying and research.

   The cost of rubbers was becoming a consideration for us.  Austin went
through two large boxes in less than two weeks of sexual activity.  A box
took most of his week's allowance.  Austin had a little savings but not
much.  I could kick in to keep my desire for dick filled.

   I discussed the idea of asking Mom and Dad to put me on birth control
with Allison.  Our parents were too conservative to consider such a thing.
Our parent feared putting us girls on birth control would indicate that
they approved of us having sex.  If only they knew how much dick we were
getting.

   I did a little research on-line Wednesday night, November 5th.  I found
a French study that linked the probability of conception to the number of
days that had elapsed since your last period.  It had been twenty-five days
since my last period started.  The chart said my chances of conceiving
tomorrow was 0.6%.  The chance of failure of a rubber was estimated at 2%.
Austin was going to get a treat tomorrow after school.  We were equally
safe with or without a rubber.

   My boyfriend was going to experience unprotected sex for the first time.
I decided to surprise him so I kept my plans secret during the school day.
I was especially keyed up for our afternoon fun, which probably confused
Austin a bit.  We headed upstairs to my bedroom and stripped.

   I gave Austin a bow job to take the edge off him.  Last week without any
prompting from me, he decided eating me out until I orgasmed was the proper
thing to do.  I did not argue with the dear, sweet boy.  Fellatio and
cunnilingus were now established parts of our afternoon ritual.  We had
learned that humming while giving oral pleasure greatly enhanced our
partner's experience.

   I don't know what tune Austin hummed that afternoon, but it completely
blew me away.  He was sprawled on my chest, kissing me and humping his
prick through my slot while I came down from my sexual high.

   "You ready, honey?" Austin asked.  "I can get the rubber on if you are."

   "No rubber today," I answered.  "Do me bare."

   "Huh?  What?" Austin gasped.  "I can't knock you up.  We shouldn't take
that kind of chance."

   "It isn't taking a chance," I explained.  "My period starts in about
three days." I giggled.  "By the way, we will have to find some other ways
to have fun early next week while I have my period."

   "I guess we could actually do the research for our biology paper,"
Austin suggested.  "Now, what is this about skipping protection?  What are
the chances of me knocking you up today?"

   "Probably about 0.6% chance today," I said.  "You remember two weeks ago
when I took your cherry?" Austin nodded yes.  Of course he would remember
that day for the rest of his life.  "There was a 2% chance of you getting
me pregnant that day using the rubbers."

   "Really?"

   "Really," I explained.  "I know you are spending a fortune getting
rubbers.  I did research last night to figure out which days of the month
were safe without us needing protection.  It turns out there are fifteen
days when the risk of conception is below 2%.  We lose three or four days
to my period but the other eleven or twelve days are safe for sex without
rubbers."

   "You are absolutely sure this is safe?" Austin asked.

   "Do you want me to printout the French study that established the risk
profile of conception by day?" I asked.

   "No, I believe you," Austin said.  "So... I can just put it in anytime
we're ready?"

   "Like right now if you want, lover," I answered.  Austin slid his body
lower as I spread my knees to give him more space to work.  Austin slipped
his body up along mine again, neatly spearing me on his bare erection.  I
could feel my pussy lips peel his foreskin away and his mushroom head nudge
into my body.  The feelings of bare skin on bare skin were better.

   Austin's eyes went wide and he gasped.  "Fuck this is nice." Austin
pushed his bare prick up further.  I felt every ripple and vein as he
impaled me.  "We can do it this way twelve days a month?"

   "Yes," I agreed.  Austin got to work humping and thrusting, filling me
with his hot, fleshy tool.  The feelings were so much better than with
protection.  Austin managed to bring me to my first vaginally induced
orgasm with him.

   Austin hammered away at me with his hard dick, drilling me frantically
as he neared his climax.  He thrust hard and froze over me, his eyes
glazing over during his ecstasy.  My eyes opened is surprise.

   "I feel your come flooding into me," I gasped.  Austin gave me a
lackadaisical smile.  "I feel so hot and wet inside." My boy collapsed on
top of me.  I wrapped my arms around him and gave him small kisses while we
enjoyed the physical closeness.

   Austin rolled off after about thirty seconds of recovery.  His dick
pulled free from my pussy with a plop.  "Wow!  We get to do it this way
twelve days a month.  Cool!"

   "Yeah it is," I agreed.  "It's a hell of a way to save money."

   "Are you ready for sloppy seconds?" I asked.

   "Sloppy seconds?" Austin asked blankly.

   "You filled me with semen," I said.  "Where do you think it is going to
go?" Austin swiped a finger through my slot.

   "Some of it runs out," Austin teased as he held up a finger full of
sperm for me to see.  "But I see where the term sloppy seconds could come
from.  I understand sex is better when it's juicy.  Maybe sloppy seconds
are better than firsts." He laughed.  "Hell, we could find out trickley
thirds are better than sloppy seconds."

   "I'm game if you are," I answered.

   Sloppy seconds was wetter than first time sex but I suspect Austin's big
dick squelched much of his semen out of me while we fucked the second time.
Trickley thirds didn't feel much different than sloppy seconds.  The whole
afternoon tryst was mind blowing.

   "Are you sure you can't get free tomorrow after school?" I begged as
Austin dressed to go home.

   "I wish I could," Austin said.  "I REALLY wish I could.  My sister has
music lessons every Friday and I have to be there to watch my little
brother.  No exceptions allowed."

   "Ah well, I guess have to leave our fun for next week," I said.  "We
should have six to eight days that are safe for this next week after my
period ends."

   ----oooOooo---

   Our football team didn't make the playoffs, so Austin and I went bowling
instead.  We double dated with my friend Katie Hanson, who hooked up with
Austin's friend, Drew Findley.  It was a fun evening.  I was surprised at
bedtime.  I expected a little cramping or bloating since my period was to
start tomorrow.  Oh well.  My cycle did vary a day or so some months, kind
of like last month when it started a day early.

   Mom invited me to have a nice farm style sit-down breakfast Saturday
morning.  She had made scrambled eggs, home style fried potatoes and bacon.
Normally I would scarf that down.  That day, well the thought of slimy eggs
and the greasy bacon made me retch.  I settled for buttered toast and some
honey sweetened tea after I barfed.  Mom insisted on taking my temperature.
It was 99.1 degrees, perfectly normal.

   I mentioned that my homeroom teacher commented about the unusually large
number of absences yesterday.  Mom decided there was a bug going around and
that I should consider skipping my date with Austin that evening.  I felt
fine in the afternoon so I let Austin know we were on our movie night that
evening.  We had fun.  We did a little making out and watched some of the
movie too.

   Sunday morning I found Dad enjoying a nice, big breakfast of pancakes
and country sausage.  Dad grew up on a farm as a boy.  He was only a
part-time farmer now but he still enjoyed the big, hearty farm breakfasts.
I smelled one whiff of the greasy sausage and bolted for the downstairs
bathroom.  I made it in time to barf up the contents of my stomach.

   Mom met me outside the bathroom with the thermometer.  My temperature
was 98.9 degrees.  "Do you have a headache?  Dizzyness?  Any other symptoms
other than nausea?"

   "That's it," I answered.

   "Hmm..." Mom commented.  "Strange bug.  Do you feel well enough for
church?"

   "I'll have some toast and tea again, like yesterday," I said.  "I'll see
how my stomach feels after that."

   The tea settled my stomach and the toast stayed down.  I went to church
with the rest of my family.  I felt fine by the time we got home from
church.  I grabbed a sandwich and headed to the family room to watch a
movie.  Mom popped in soon after I finished my sandwich.

   "How does your stomach feel now?" Mom asked.

   "Fine."

   "Come up to my room," Mom said.  "We need to talk." Mom kept one of the
upstairs bedrooms in the big, old farmhouse as her "Mom Room." She had her
sewing in there.  It was her hide-away from the rest of the family.  Mom
cleared some patterns and a bolt of cloth off one of the spare chairs.

   "I need you to be completely honest and open with me, Sarah," Mom said.

   "OK," I agreed.

   "I need you to be totally open and truthful, no matter what," Mom
cautioned.  "You know your father and I love you and your sister very much.
NOTHING you may have done will ever change that."

   "Yeah," I agreed.  Where was Mom going with this?

   "I need the absolute and complete truth," Mom said.  I nodded my
understanding.  "When was your last monthly?"

   "It started October 12th," I said.  It started to dawn on me what Mom
suspected.

   "Are you and Austin intimate?" Mom asked as she stared into my eyes.

   I didn't flinch.  I took a deep breath and admitted, "We have been." Mom
sighed.  "It's not what you think.  It can't be.  Austin and I have been
totally careful.  We never... uh... almost never did it without
protection."

   "Almost never?" Mom asked.

   "The most recent time was a few days ago, just before my next period," I
said.  "My understanding is that there is virtually no chance of getting
pregnant three days before your period."

   "That part is true," Mom said.  "How long ago did this start?"

   "About two weeks ago," I said.

   "Hmm..." Mom hummed.  "In your intimate times with Austin, did you ever
get any of his uh, semen on your labia?  Do you know what your labia are?"

   "I'm not a little kid," I protested.  "I know."

   "We've already established that," Mom said.  "Did you?"

   "Not when we were having sex, no," I answered.

   "What about when you are not having sex?" Mom asked.  "Do you know what
frottage is?"

   "Frottage?" I echoed.  I shook my head no.

   "The boy rubs his genitals against yours," Mom explained.  "Did you and
Austin do that?  Were you clothed when you did it?"

   "We call it dry humping, Mom," I said.  "The answer is yes, we did that,
and no, were weren't clothed."

   "Did Austin climax while you were doing that?"

   I hung me head and admitted, "He did.  It made quite a mess.  His come
was all over both of us."

   "Pregnancy is not out of the realm of possibility," Mom said.  "How long
ago did you two do this?"

   "Two and a half weeks ago," I said.

   "Well, there is a slim chance that could have done it," Mom said.  She
took a deep breath.  "Have you been with any other boys?"

   "One more," I admitted.  "Six weeks ago."

   "Did he use protection?"

   "No, he didn't," I said.  "It all happened real quick and was unplanned.
I wanted him to use a rubber but he forgot in the... heat of the moment."

   "Did he force you to do this, Sarah?" Mom asked.

   "Not exactly forced," I responded.  "It was more like he seduced me.  He
kept asking every minute or two if I enjoyed what we were doing and if I
wanted to stop.  I did enjoy it and I didn't want to stop until things had
gone too far."

   "I understand how that can happen," Mom said.

   "I couldn't be pregnant from him, Mom," I protested.  "I know it was a
dangerous time to let that happen.  I took the Plan B contraceptive the
next day.  I had my period last month.  I couldn't be pregnant from him."

   "Did you have the usual amount of bleeding?" Mom asked.

   "It was pretty light, but I definitely had my bleeding," I answered.

   "Do you know a woman can have some bleeding when an embryo implants
itself in her womb?"

   "You can?" I asked.  Now Mom had me alarmed.  I was pretty sure Austin
and I had been safe with what we did.  What if Danny Garrity had knocked me
up?  I shuddered.

   "I think I am going to take a drive town this afternoon and visit the
pharmacy," Mom said.  "One of those home pregnancy tests may allay our
fears."

   "You're taking all of this better than I expected, Mom," I said.  "I
thought you would freak at this news.  Why are you so calm?"

   "What you are doing is just human nature," Mom said.  "These things
happen.  I know from experience."

   "You?" I asked.  Mom nodded yes.

   "I didn't get pregnant from him, but I learned a hard lesson about
boys," Mom said.

   "How old were you?"

   "Fifteen and a half," Mom said.  "I guess it's time for true
confessions. A senior took me to a party one Saturday night.  I had a bit
to drink.  He... he seduced me.  No protection.  No second date.  Nothing.
The boy was a real... uh, asshole.  Pardon my language."

   "I understand completely," I said.  "Asshole describes the first boy to
a tee.  What is going to happen between Austin and me?  He is a really
sweet and wonderful guy."

   "That is between you and Austin," Mom said.  "I am not a party to your
relationship."

   "You won't forbid me from see him?" I asked.

   "No.  Your father and I aren't going to tell you that you can't have
sexual relations with him either," Mom said.  "That horse bolted the pen
already.  She isn't going back in now."

   "Thanks for being so understanding," I said.

   "I believe I have a trip to make," Mom said.  "Why don't you rest and
drink plenty of fluids.  Maybe we will be wrong and this is just a bug
going around school."

   "We can hope."

   Mom returned forty-five minutes later with two home pregnancy tests.

   "Why two?" I asked as Mom handed one to me.

   "I haven't used one of these since I suspected I was pregnant with you
and that was a long time ago," Mom said.  "The first one you take right
now. It will tell us if Mr.  Trouble is the father.  If this one comes up
negative, you take the second one next weekend.  If it is positive, Austin
is going to be a daddy.  The test only works if you take it at least six
days after you miss your period."

   Mom read the directions over with me and sent me to the bathroom.  I
returned with the test strip wetted with my urine a couple minutes later.
All we could do now was wait for the three minutes.  Mom looked first when
the time was up.  She let out a deep sigh and stared at the floor for a
moment before looking up and handing me the test strip.

   The fucking thing had two bright pink lines.  That fucking Danny Garrity
had knocked me up when we worked on the class float in September.

   "Now what?" I asked.

   "We get your father and make plans," Mom said.  She went to the top of
the steps and called, "Jim, could you come up to my room and join Sarah and
me?" Dad arrived quickly.  He didn't take a seat.

   "It is as we feared," Mom said.

   "First thing I need to know is who this bastard of a boy is," Dad said.
"I understand it isn't Austin?"

   "No it can't be Austin's," I said.

   "Don't try to protect him," Dad said.  "I must have his name."

   "He's an asshole," I retorted, "and I would never, ever protect him. 
He's going to pay, big time!"

   "Watch your language, Sarah," Dad cautioned.

   "He IS an asshole, Jim," Mom said.

   "The boy who seduced me last September is Danny Garrity," I said.

   "Garrity," Dad growled.  Apparently Dad knew the family too.  Maybe
Danny's obnoxiousness was hereditary.  "Faith, will you make an appointment
with Dr.  Wolfe to confirm whether Sarah is pregnant or not, as soon as
possible.  I will contact our attorney and have him get ready to sue for
support and expenses."

   "I assume an abortion is out of the question," I asked.

   "Would that be the moral choice?" Dad asked.  "Character is defined by
how you handle the difficult times.  I suspect our family is in for some
testing.  I, for one, do not intend to sacrifice our principles so we can
take the easy way through our difficulties."

   "Your father and I will help you through this difficult time," Mom
promised.  "What else could we do for our first grandchild?"

   "Can I get a ride over to Austin's house or could someone give him a
ride here?" I asked.  "I need to talk things over with him since he's my
boyfriend and this affects him even though he isn't the father."

   "I can run you over, honey," Dad said.

   "I'll call and confirm that he has time to see me today," I said.  I
called and Austin had time to see me.  Dad drove me over to Austin's house.

   "Should I wait for you?" Dad asked as I got out of the car.

   "Why don't you," I agreed.  "Either this is going to an incredibly short
meeting and he dumps me or we will want a lot of time to talk.  I'll call
you in about five minutes and let you know if I need you for an early ride
home."

   Mrs.  Burnett met me at the door and sent me up to Austin's room.  "Shut
the door?" I asked as I stepped into what I assumed was a typical teenaged
boy's messy bedroom.

   "No," Austin said.  "My parents reminded me of their very firm rule. 
The door always stays open when girlfriends are in the bedroom."

   "What's up that you needed to see me on a Sunday?" Austin asked.  "I
thought we agreed to keep Sundays for family time."

   "Something has come up you need to know about," I said.  "I have good
news and bad news."

   "Good news, bad news," Austin teased.  "Can I have the bad first?"

   "No, you get the good news first," I said.  "The bad news is real bad. I
want you to know the good news so you can hear it in case you kick me out
after the bad."

   "OK, shoot," Austin said.

   "The first thing is last Thursday afternoon," I said.  "I was wrong
about the chances of you knocking me up.  It wasn't 0.6%.  It was zero
percent chance of knocking me up."

   "OK, that's good," Austin said.  "Next?"

   "You know how I said there were around twelve days a month we could have
sex without using rubbers?" Austin gave me a big smile and nodded yes.  "It
is actually thirty days a month, except for the long months, when it is
safe all thirty-one days." Austin stared at me, dumbfounded.

   "Bad news?" he asked.

   "My parents know about us having sex," I said.  Austin shuddered.

   "Does your father have a gun?" he asked.

   "They know about us and they are OK with us having sex," I continued. 
"Mom said that we are old enough to make our own decisions about our bodies
and then live with the consequences."

   "Let me get this straight," Austin said.  "We can have sex whenever we
want with your parents knowledge and consent.  We don't need to use rubbers
at all.  We can have sex without protection.  What is the bad news?  All of
this seems too good to be true."

   "Now for the real bad news," I said.  "You know how I told you I wasn't
a virgin when we started dating?"

   "It's a damn good thing you weren't," Austin said.  "I doubt I would
have had the courage to push you as far as we've gotten if I was leading
the way."

   "Well, I told you a little about my first time," I said.  "He seduced
me, screwed me without protection and did it when I was most likely to get
knocked up."

   "Yeah, you told me all that," Austin said.  "You got lucky.  You had
your period a couple weeks after all that happened."

   "I didn't have my period," I countered.  "I'm pregnant."

   "Pregnant?" Austin asked blankly.  "I couldn't have gotten you pregnant.
We always used protection except for..." Austin laughed.  "Except for our
fun last Thursday.  There is no way you could know if you are pregnant from
that so soon."

   "You're not the father," I said.  "Mom estimates I am around eight weeks
along.  I was pregnant before you ever asked me for a date."

   "Oh," Austin said quietly.

   "I totally understand if you want to break up with me," I said.  "No one
could expect you to continue dating a girl carrying some other boy's baby."

   "But... but, I love you, Sarah," Austin said.  "I don't want to break up
with you.  We may be young but I feel strong, serious feelings for you.  My
dad says tough times show a person's true character.  What would it say
about me if I deserted you when you need friends the most?"

   "Seriously, you are willing to stay with me even though I am going to
get fat and ugly as this other guy's baby grows in me?  I am going to get
shit from everyone at school for being dumb enough to get knocked up. 
You're going to get shit too for being my boyfriend."

   "So?" Austin asked simply.  "Kids give each other shit all the time. 
Who cares?" Austin hugged me and gave me a deep, tongue wiggling kiss.

   "I love you Austin Burnett," I said when our lips parted.  "I love you
so much."

   I called out and told Dad he could head home.  Austin and I spent the
afternoon doing research for our biology paper.  Real research, not field
practices in sexuality like at my house.  The Burnetts invited me to stay
for supper before they gave me a ride back home.

   ----oooOooo---

   The obstetrician confirmed what we already knew.  I was knocked up and
the likely date of conception was September 29, 2014, the night Danny
Garrity screwed me.  I was due to give birth on June 8, 2015.  Once the
fact of my pregnancy was established, Dad's attorney went after Danny
Garrity.  His family was responsible for 50% of the cost of our child's
birth.  He was also responsible for child support until our child turned
eighteen.  He waived visitation and parental rights to the child.

   It turns out Danny had been a busy boy.  I wasn't the second girl he
knocked up, as the rumor mill said.  Danny had knocked up four since last
spring.  Two got abortions with Danny's money.  Kayla Fremont and I did not
believe in abortions, so Danny was responsible for his share of all costs
and for child support.  Kayla and I got to be good friends.  She was a
tenth grader like me.  Danny had seduced her about three weeks after me. 
She realized she was knocked up sooner, right after missing her first
period.  Danny's parents sent him off to an all-male military school for
the rest of high school.

   Austin, God bless his forgiving heart, stayed with me throughout my
pregnancy.  He served as my birthing coach.  We found out my boyfriend had
a kink for pregnant ladies.  That was fortunate since he had a pregnant and
very horny girlfriend to keep satisfied.  My parents were considerate about
giving Austin and me private time as we needed to fill our urges and needs.
The Burnetts were raising younger kids, so we didn't get the same leeway
when we were at their house.

   Austin was present when Liam Michael MacCarraher was born seven months
later on June 12, 2015.  I had doubted Austin's sincerity or ability to
choose a life mate at such a young age.  The boy picked correctly.  I
attended community college after high school and got a degree in
accounting. Austin commuted to the local state university and received his
BS in Mechanical Engineering three weeks ago.  We are getting married next
Saturday on June 12, 2021, which is Liam's sixth birthday.  Liam will serve
as our ring-bearer for the ceremony.  The adoption papers are already drawn
up.  Austin will become Liam's dad legally as well as in fact, as he has
been since the boy was born.  After I wed Austin, he will file to adopt
Liam, making all of us Burnetts.

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